Friday night/Saturday morning in Monteton sort of blurs together. The concert ended at about Then it was time to say good-bye. Which for me lasted 3½ more hours. A couple of hours of sleep, quick packing, and a quick breakfast later, I’m back on a train to
. I arrive early evening, and notice a favorite restaurant that I happened upon last year, just steps away from my hotel. My plan was to go straight to bed and catch up on sleep. . .but I couldn’t stop thinking about the amazing salad from Au Piano Muet. . . In a trance, I found myself seated there, asking for Savoyard salad, with the to-die-for bacon (“red ham”) cubes of emmental cheese, local tomatoes and the perfectly simple dressing. After filling every inch of my stomach, I went straight to bed for a well-deserved 12 hours of sleep. (To make up for the 24 hours of sleep I had had during the entire week in Monteton.) Paris
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Ah, la fameuse rue Mouffetard et le Quartier Latin!ReplyDelete
Glad you had a great time in France, albeit not much sleep to enjoy every minute of your stay!
Thinking of you and our encounter on the UAL flight, while listening to your music.