Stephanie arrived in Paris last Thursday morning. After a quick hello and exchange of keys, I put her to bed and left for work. As Friday was a work holiday, I had to finalize all the last minutes details of the big workshop/conference I was putting together. Fortunately, I was able to complete everything and leave work at a decent time so I could take Stephanie out on the town. Much needed since she was too scared to leave my apartment without me (that's right Stephanie Gillett, I'm calling you out).
We had plans to meet Brittany and her two friends who were also visiting for dinner at Le Refuge des Fondues. Otherwise known as: the place that serves wine in baby bottles. Once again, Le Refuge did not disappoint. From it's French waiters with their ''playful'' French humor, to the wine-soaked fondue, to the baby bottles, it was exactly as I remembered, and a great indoctrination to Paris for Stephanie. Since I didn't have work on Friday, the five of us decided to make it a late night. First, we stopped for a few bottles of champagne to accompany us on our journey to Moulin Rouge, which, as a fan of the movie, was on Stephanie's top 3 list of things to see in Paris. We're still not quite sure if it's legal to drink a wine bottle on the street, but how can the French condemn that which they find a cultural necessity? The night would not have been complete without a stop in St. Michel and a late-night crepe, so we ventured off to the Latin Quartier.
We had big plans for the following day, but they were slightly hindered by the fact that we awoke at noon. We had hoped to go up in the Eiffel Tower with Brit and her friends, but by the time we got there, the line was out of control. If we weren't scheduled to fly to Dublin that night, we might have stuck it out, but we decided it was better to be safe then sorry.
So we headed back to my apartment to pack our tote bags - thanks Ryan Air for all the baggage space - and hopped on the metro to the bus to the Beauvais airport and finally on our plane to Dublin. This little Beauvais airport jaunt is getting a little old...
About Me
- Michelle Hershman
- Washington, D.C., United States
- Michelle Hershman has always been enthusiastic about eating, but it took her a little longer to become passionate about cooking because she wasn’t allowed to use the oven unsupervised as a child. Her first cooking experience involved baking a cake in the microwave. But, Michelle persevered. She attended Virginia Tech, where she received a Communications degree and mastered the quesadilla. Then, she headed to University of Richmond Law School, and when she wasn’t hitting the law books, she devoured cookbooks and food magazines. In 2007, she began a job as a Presidential Management Fellow with the Federal government. Her love of food reached an all-time high when she was sent to Paris for work. She spent four months eating creamy cheeses and crusty baguettes and frequenting farmer’s markets for fresh produce. She ate pasta in Italy, Hagis in Scotland and street food in Istanbul. She vowed never to eat a frozen dinner again. Now, she works as an attorney during the day and experiments with recipes for her food blog, Healthy Recipe Ecstasy, at night. In her spare time, she’s planning a wedding with her wonderful patient fiancé, Alasdair Cain.
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