This is how you shop in Paris

My husband I recently returned from a week in Paris; a birthday gift from my sister. We stayed in a fabulous apartment in the 7 arrondissement, just two blocks from the Eiffel Tower.

Anyone who knows me or has ever stayed with me knows I love food.  And I really love to cook.  I was in heaven.  The apartment came with a modern kitchen that included an induction range, (thankfully my mom has one in her house so I wasn’t at a complete loss) a combination microwave/convection oven and a full size refrigerator.

Obviously you don’t go to Paris to eat all of your meals in an apartment, but it was great to be able to make breakfast and an occasional meal after a full day of sightseeing.

Just around the corner from our apartment was Rue St. Dominique.  I quickly discovered where I would be buying food by following my nose as I walked down the street.

There was the boulangerie/patisserie

Boulangerie and Patisserie with fabulous breads and croissants

Boulangerie and Patisserie with fabulous breads and croissants

where we bought our baguettes and croissants.  Every morning George visited this fine shop to purchase two croissants.  And yes he ordered in French.  Our first breakfast in France consisted of croissants and sausage. And why does butter taste so much better in France?  I actually know the answer but then the real question is why can’t we make butter like that here?

Breakfast in France. Every morning.

Breakfast in France. Every morning.

The sausage came from the butcher across the street from the baker.  We bought a beautiful roasted chicken from him the day we arrived as well as homemade pepper sausage to have in the morning.

Butcher shop across from the baker.

Butcher shop across from the baker.

They cut all the meat to order.  They will even pound it flat into scallops if you so desire.  The array of cuts and prepared vs raw meats was astounding for such a small store.  But see for yourself what awaits the passerby gazing into the shop window.

More Meat

More Meat

 

Meat display in window of the butcher shop.

Meat display in window of the butcher shop.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I ask you, when was the last time you saw meat look this good at the supermarket? It could turn anyone into a carnivore!  Ordering meat with my limited French was tricky but we muddled through.

 

You can’t go to France without eating a macaroon.  And this wonderful shop allowed us to indulge.

Chocolate and Macaron store

Chocolate and Macaron store

Also on the street, a wine store, a vegetable store  and G20.  G20 is a small grocery store that everyone uses to buy staples.  Thing like butter, eggs, pasta, household products, etc.  The one we visited was larger than a convenience store but much smaller than a grocery store here in the states.  No matter, they cram a lot into a small space and make it look appealing.

After work the street is filled with people buying things on their way home for dinner.  Our apartment included a cart that could be used when shopping. I felt right at home navigating with my cart. It is said that people in Paris shop every day.  Now I understand why. The lure of those shops was like a siren call to me.  Grocery shopping will NEVER be the same.  And if you would like to hear more about my food adventures in Paris, Book a room at the inn and I’ll be happy to share my memories with you!

 

 

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