We walked around here all day. We saw the little boats.
We took pictures.
And then we went to dinner (many hours later - after a nap. We napped a lot in Paris). The place that we went was Chez Omar.
I read about Chez Omar in David Lebovitz's book - The Sweet Life in Paris. He said it had the best steak frites in Paris, so that's where we went. Zack got this steak.
It's not a traditional grilled piece of meat, it's all tender with yummy sauce on it. It melted away in my mouth like butter. I kept eating it off of his plate. He didn't like that much. The fries were good too (or frites, I guess).
Nice and crispy, soft in the middle, warm all the way through - there's nothing like deep fried potato-y goodness.
Technically, Chez Omar is a Moroccan restaurant, so I figured I'd get some spicy lamb sausage and couscous.
That's about a quarter of my full portion. I could not eat this much food if I tried (especially because I kept eating Zack's food). It was good, but it wasn't steak and fries.
Don't touch that dial, folks, there's more Paris pics and food to come....
2 comments:
Hmm. I think I would have gone for the regular steak, but that does look pretty enticing. Not as a steak, mind you, but as braised beef, which is what that looks like.
more yucky meat infested meals whether you're in paris or nyc...
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