And so it seemed entirely, appropriately perfect to celebrate our first wedding anniversary there.
But what did we do there? I'm not really sure. We just... were. We drifted down to the corner cafe for espresso, watching the shopkeepers open up and locals on their way to work. We wandered through the Marais looking in boulangerie windows for buttery pastries. We found empty park benches in parks and enjoyed the morning, watching schoolchildren frolic and moms push strollers through the neighborhood. We walked through my favorite neighborhoods, holding hands and taking pictures, stopping for long meals with wine and dessert and more people watching. We popped into museums or shops when we felt like it. In a few words, pretty glorious.
Musee Rodin, especially the gorgeous gardens.
Taking walks through favorite neighborhoods.
Josephine Chez Dumonet: We celebrated our wedding anniversary at this warm, welcoming restaurant with a thick slice of pate de campagne, crispy duck confit and potatoes, a nice bottle of Bordeaux, and an intensely delicious (and huge!) Grand Marnier souffle. We tumbled out of here after a 4 hour meal, a little tipsy (ok, that was just me) and quite happy.
Laduree: We waited in line behind at least 30 people anxious to try their luscious fruit tarts, glossy religieuses, and perfect macarons. By the time I got to the front of the line to order my macarons, Mark said my face was red with excitement. We tried 10: licorice, jasmine, mango, red fruits, coffee, caramel a la fleur de sel (2), pistachio, orange blossom, and bitter chocolate. Also a kougloff, a perfectly moist little orange-scented cake with blond raisins.
Lunch with my friends, the Abadies. Generous and lovely people. If you are lucky enough to dine with a French family at their home, well.. consider yourself lucky indeed! We had a nice long lunch with them, including the most delicious scallops ever. Mark and I were especially amused to see their dog, a well-bred spaniel, beg for cheese rinds. Even the dogs love cheese in France.
We took a short side trip to Bretagne, where we ate crepes and the freshest seafood, drank cider, and took in the moody beaches. But the best part was traveling with my dearest Mark. He makes everything fun.