While I like to stumble on new places to eat, I have been cheating a bit with the help of Timeout and Parisbymouth.
Both blogs recommended Breizh Café (see photos below). You can check out their reviews here and here.
Disclaimer: I took this photograph on a random walk before I realized where I was. I’m fairly certain, upon walking by later (on purpose), that it is the market at Breizh Café, but don’t hold me to it.
The oysters at Breizh Café are awesome. However, the crepes and cider are even better.
Parisbymouth actually recommends Georges Larnicol (below), however, I only discovered their review after my nose found the chocolate.
Georges Larnicol.
I was walking down rue de Rivoli and literally had to walk into Georges Larnicol because it smelled like Willy Wonkas Chocolate Factory. It did not disappoint.
Macaroons at Georges Larnicol. I suppose I’m a bit of a poser since I didn’t actually eat any of these.
My single photograph of the oysters at Marché Bastille doesn’t really do this massive market any justice. You can read Timeout’s review here, but really, you should just go yourself. Really. But bring a bag, or maybe even a cart. And be prepared to practice your French! Vegetable vendors select, weigh, and bag your champignons, tomates, pommes de terre, haricots verts, and pêches. (However, pointing also works, but where’s the fun in that?)
You can eat these on the spot at Marché Bastille.
I discovered the charming, two-part Cantine Merci thanks to Timeout.
Cantine Merci
Cantine Merci. This café has multiple parts which do not seem to be connected. The northern most café is actually in the middle of a book store, the other one has more of a café vibe. If going solo, I preferred the book store one. Clearly, I’ve gone back for seconds.
Cantine Merci (book store).
The rest of these photographs are of a random splattering of food and/or restaurants. Some of these have reviews, but sometimes, you just gotta trust your instincts!
This guy rang in at 5.10€ and didn’t even come with sugar or a napkin. I blame its prime location right outside the Jardin du Luxembourg
Say cheese! I always heard that you say “cheese” when you take a photograph because it forces your mouth to smile (literally), although I suppose it could just evoke feelings of happiness. However, that doesn’t work so well with “fromage”… or those who are lactose intolerant.
This bad boy (or his eldest brethren) was voted the #2 Croissant in Paris for 2013. 134 RdT.
My corner spot.
Street Vendors
© 2013 Sarah Milstein
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