Yay, happy day!
The baguette wasn't bad either. Even though it was obviously day-old bread, it was still soft and fluffy.
Yes, I started out in Paris and I ended in Paris which, in my humble opinion, is the perfect way to end a trip to Europe. I stayed at the four-star Royal St. Honore Hotel
I randomly selected one from the menu, The Duke of Wellington (pictured above). I picked out a mousse pie (seen below) topped with slices of fig and starfruit. Both tea and pie were light and fragrant, yet very full of depth. Hmm, yeah, depth might be a strange way to describe food but for the lack of knowledge of more precise food diction, that's the best word I can come up with.
I'm wrapping up my thoughts on Europe here. I need to readjust to Los Angeles mode. That is, unless there's a sugar-daddy out there who cares to pay my way back. (^_^);