I've lost all hope of ever blogging the early July recipes I cooked in New York and I'm now just doing my darndest to catch up on Paris before I leave London for India (where I imagine I'll be quite the busy glutton).
k and I had resolved to spend one of our last Paris lunches at la maison de la truffe. a Madeleine-area truffle specialist I'd been hoping to try for 7 years. But: it's August so...no dice. After walking about 3 miles on Paris' hottest day we were desperate for food, drink, and sanctuary.
We returned to our perennial marais refuge, the extraordinary tea salon, mariage freres. We ordered iced teas bigger than our heads (smoky Earl Grey and a jasmine green). The teas are served with liquid sugar and paper straws (so the tea's flavor isn't harmed by plastic).
I can't imagine being more refreshed.
1 comment:
Thank you for your very kind words. We hope to see you again at our little PG's!
But please be careful biking with one hand!
Take care,
The owner of PG's
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