|Petit déjeuner à Ladurée, Avenue des Champs-Elysées, Paris|
|At the hotel, luscious apricot nectar|
|Ladurée is famous for its macarons, sumptuous, sweet little cookies|
It was kind of like Eggs Benedict meets Toad in the Hole-- with soft boiled eggs nesting in thick rounds of buttery toast, covered in Hollandaise sauce. There was no jambon, or ham. The dish was rich enough without it!
|Mom enjoyed her perfectly cooked omelette at Ladurée|
|gorgeous pastries at Ladurée|
We had several other food adventures, such as Croque-Monsieurs at Le Deauville on Champs-Elysées, buckets of mussels at another nearby cafe, wine and hors-d'oeuvres at the top of the Pompidou, charcuterie plates and wine at a side street brasserie, and tea at Hotel Le Bristol.
|Tea at Hotel Le Bristol, Paris - I had a double espresso and cookies|
|charcuterie plate at a little brasserie off Champs-Elysées - yes, please!!|
|With David Nemitz, classmate from the Peddie School Class of 1984. "Red" lives in Paris|
Food also has a magical way of transporting us to far away places. When I get home to Portland, Oregon, I will visit France often in my own kitchen. Maybe I'll even figure out how to make the Eggs Benedict, but if not, I'll cozy up to a long sandwich baguette, avec frommage et jambon, et buerre au lieu de la mayonnaise; et un verse de vin rouge.