Honeyyy, i’m Hoomee! That’s what I feel like shouting to the blogging world. I am back, after a super long hiatus whilst I finished my training to be a Barrister. Trying to be a Barrister is incredibly time consuming and over the past few months my blog has slipped because there just are not enough hours in the day, days in the week, months of the year to try and get everything you want done. My to do lists have sky rocketed, writing a blog post has been on my weekly agenda since March, but have I got round to doing it…no. But fear not, I now have some spare time on my hands to enjoy the little things in life. To take photos, try out restaurants, document them, edit photos and hopefully build my blogging profile back up to what it was this time last year when things were going swimmingly.
Anyway enough of the boring facts of my life, here is something I hope you can enjoy. At the beginning of April (now you can see how long I have been meaning to write this post) I went to Paris to support Sean run the Paris marathon. When he told me he was planning to run, I was overjoyed at the prospect of returning to Paris, where I lived for 6 weeks 2 years ago. I love love love everything about the City of Lights. Baguettes, cheese, soft salty butter, red wine and pastries ARE MY THING. That list is pretty much my staple diet.
So in homage to all things French, I thought I would produce a Paris Food Diary. Hopefully this will get your mouth watering on this Monday morning, you might feel inspired to make French Onion Soup (not as hard as it looks) or maybe this might help you if you are planning an upcoming trip.
I will start from the beginning, as it is often said, that is a very good place to start. We booked a hotel in Le Marais, the Jewish Quarter in the 4th arrondissement. Since my last visit to Paris, this has become incredibly popular. The area is teaming with restaurants and bars, as it always was, but now there are just so many of them and small boutiques and as a result, lots more people. But on the first night, with the marathon the following morning, we decided to eat locally. We chose Chez Marianne and nabbed a seat at about 7:30pm, just before the long queue for tables began. We chose the tasting plate for two, which was a fantastic choice. All of the dips tasted wonderful and this deli style plate is exactly what I like to eat.
The following morning was an early start, we ate a simple breakfast in the hotel at 7am which is not up to blog standards. Then Sean went a 26.2 mile run…I caught up with his mum and partner and sat down for a coffee! Sean ran super fast and finished before lunch, so we went back to the hotel and then headed out for some of Le Marais’s finest falafel wraps, which we enjoyed with a million other people on Places des Vosges.
Afterwards we decided to stroll to Canal Saint Martin. I really wanted to visit Le Comptoir General but when we rocked up it was closed. There wasn’t even any space for us to grab a beer and dip our toes into the water. Instead we settled for a nearby very chic street bar and I ordered an Aperol Spritz.
For dinner on our second night I booked a table in the most beautiful courtyard restaurant called Jaja, the sister restaurant of Glou, another of my favourite restaurants in Paris. The menu at Jaja was amazing, inventive seasonal food, plated beautifully and in such quaint surroundings. A little bit like our favourite Salon in London. I had a green garden soup with goats cheese, Sean had smoked haddock and creme fraiche blinis and then the juiciest perfect steak, whilst I had poussin with truffle. We washed it down with red wine and a cheese board to finish. The ultimate French Meal.
The following morning and our last day in Paris was croissant’s again…no complaints here. Then we headed North to stroll the winding streets of Montmartre. Of course we had to stop for some French Onion Soup and some infamous Mille Feuille.
Our final Parisian meal was in Hotel Amour in Pigalle, again another beautiful courtyard restaurant full of plants and greenery. When we were given the menu we were disappointed that the lunch menu was over as it was only 5pm and we were desperate for the instagram famous Croque Madame. But we kindly asked the waitress, who kindly asked the chef and because we were early he made an exception and within 10 minutes it landed on our table and it was the best CM we have both ever tasted. I would definitely put this place on the top of your list for your next visit!
So there you go…my Parisian food diary…a little bit delayed but hopefully now I will have more time to edit photos and post blogs! Xxx