Rue Monge, Rue Mouffetard, and Michelin Stars
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This morning we decided to try the croissants on Rue Monge. There were 2 bakeries that were on my list to try. The first one had a little line, but it went quickly and I got an almond croissant, and Morgan got a regular croissant and some brioche. The almond one was fantastic, but the regular croissant was not anywhere as good as the ones at Stohrer.
Rue Monge had a little market, but further down by the bakery we came upon Rue Mouffetard, which is also a market street. We ducked into a cafe for our morning double espresso (him) and cafe creme (me). Morgan pointed my attention to the wall...there was a photo of Anthony Bourdain, Chef Eric Ripert and another chef sitting at a table in that very cafe. We had plans to go to l'Atelier by Joel Robuchon for dinner, which was also featured on Anthony Bourdain's show.
While in the cafe, Morgan noticed a long line to another bakery. He decided to go stand on it and see what the fuss was about while I finished my coffee. When I got out, he had bought another croissant and a galette du roi (the cake for 3 Kings Day, which was on the 6th, but I think was celebrated through today because it's Sunday). The galette had an almond paste in it and a really good flaky crust.
We took the metro to Concorde and then walked down the Champs Elysees to the Arc de Triomphe for a few photos, and then grabbed sandwiches and salads at a little cafe with a view of the Eiffel Tower, and then walked over to the tower and got on line for the elevator.
I had no idea how to say "bismuth" in French, so I told the pharmacist I was looking for a product called "Pepto Bismol" in English for my boyfriend with a stomach ache. She said she understood and grabbed a box of pills that said they were for gastro-intestinal issues (in French), so I bought them and walked out.
We got dressed and went to L'Atelier de Joel Robuchon--a 2-star Michelin restaurant--for dinner. This is our big splurge for the trip. And the tasting menu was even more expensive than I had seen on the internet, but I figured, you only live once. The place is very swank - all red and black. You sit at the bar looking into the even swanker kitchen (which is also red and black...everything...even the mixing bowls they use). The clientele was a lot younger and a lot less formal than the other Michelin-starred restaurants I had been to in Paris when I lived here.