My first meal in Paris was at a Hard Rock Cafe…
If I had a time machine, I’d go back and throw “one-week ago me” under a bus to prevent that from ever happening. Unfortunately, I don’t. Although, my co-worker got his sought after Hard Rock paraphernalia!
Following meals were had at company cafeterias, and bistros around the hotel/tourist joints. I became irritated by the cuisine… having been told French cuisine was good, it seemed all the places just had the same menu:
-Tartare.
-Foie Gras.
-Poulet Frites.
-Pizza Margherita.
-Crêpes.
First stop:
^oh yeah, my sister was in Paris too. We (obviously) met up.
After grabbing the best falafel ever, we sat down at a nearby park to watch two sweaty adults hog the ping pong table.
^the kids never had a chance…
We later made our way towards the Centre Pompidou. As we got closer, we saw more and more street art stickers stuck on things:
^you can see more on google maps.
^at L’IMPRIMERIE Gallery
<3 Renzo Piano
Tubular!
*Y/Struc/Surf by Marc Fornes:
Kinetic Hall by Yaacov Agam:
Double Métamorphose III by Yaacov Agam:
So the highlight of the day was the restaurant recommendation. We headed to the 10th and arrived at this wonderful establishment. We had the mixte plate and le petit salé aux lentilles.
^it was the greatest meal while in Paris.
We ended the night on a high:
