After we got them settled in, we headed down the street to get pizza. It is amazing what great treatment kids get here. When we walked up, the owner indicated a group of people were getting ready to leave. After a few minutes he told they needed to go because he had this little girl to feed.
Megan and I split an eggplant pizza, Wayne got an anchovy and caper pizza, and Joerg got the lasagna Bolognese.
Saturday Wayne got up and hit the pastry shop for us: Apple, chocolate, almond croissants and a "snail".
|OMG, yarn! OMG, sewing stuff!|
|Art or food?|
|Sophie was so tickled to find a 4-leaf clover.|
It was the perfect spot to rest and get some quiet after the frenetic energy of the market.
|The bakery near Butte de Chaumont|
|Wayne and Joerg|
Our next stop was Notre Dame, on the island in the middle of the Seine river. We walked across the bridge to through the Latin Quarter, then to Jardin du Luxembourg.
|Spring in Luxembourg Gardens|
|Pate (or 'patty' as they call it in the Chicago airport)|
Joerg had been talking about pate (sorry about the lack of proper characters there), so I chose this place in part because they served that and foie gras.
I thought I had gotten a photo of Wayne's duck breast, but apparently not...
|Daurade for Megan.|
|The creme brulee was perfect|
|As was the chocolate mousse.|