Dining in Paris, like much of Europe, is a two-to- three-hour event. Your table is yours until closing, and each course is savored over conversation with a wine to match. And what courses! Adeline found six restaurants, and each was unique. Lunches were also wonderful, and breakfast was a fresh croissant with butter and jam, so I should have gained about 2 pounds a day. But with the miles of walking, both to and from museums, and in the museums, I came home only 3 pounds heavier.
By mutual consent, the last restaurant, Sixieme Sens, seemed to have raised the bar to the highest level.
I can't possibly remember the names and contents of all these dishes, but here is a partial record.
Salivate away.
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| The owner of Monjul |
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| The chef at Sixieme Sens |
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