One thing you should know about me is that I take my food seriously. I love a good home-cooked meal, but going out to eat at quality restaurants with good people is another kind of pleasure. So when I travel, one of the first things I do is scope out the dining options and make a list of places to try. Paris was no different.
Food can be pricey in Europe, but I’d honestly rather skip the shopping trips and fancy hotels so I can eat better. Still, we tried to keep things affordable when possible — on our first day in Paris, we had French McDonald’s at Alex’s insistence (my verdict: not that great, but that’s to be expected) and ate breakfast everyday from the little boulangeries and cafes in our neighborhood. We even bought food at a little shop on our block and made ourselves some scrambled eggs and ham one morning.
But at least once a day, we’d try to venture out a little more. Here’s a round-up of the 5 best meals we had in Paris. Even if you’re traveling on a budget, I’d recommend trying at least one of them while you’re there.
I don’t know when I started dreaming about Paris. It must have been back in college, somewhere between watching one too many Audrey Hepburn movies and pondering the possibilities of studying abroad.
I never did get there until last fall, but the years only intensified my fascination with the city.
In my mind, my boyfriend and I would stroll the banks of the Seine with a baguette in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other. We’d ride bikes through the city, exploring the hidden alleyways that you see only in romantic movies and blog photos. There would be cobblestone streets everywhere. And maybe, just maybe, the theme song from “Midnight in Paris” would be on repeat.
Thanks to everyone who chimed in last month with suggestions on my travel dilemma! I ended up choosing Washington, D.C to spend a long weekend with my Mom, and I’m finally getting the chance now to share a few photos.
I’m planning a little getaway soon and am trying to decide between D.C. and Chicago. I’ve never been to either place, but both sound like they have just enough to see on a quiet long weekend. So I’ve been trying to cure my indecisiveness by trolling Instagram all evening for photos of the two cities:
If I make it to D.C., I’ll have missed the cherry blossoms, which peaked this weekend. But paddle-boating across the Tidal Pond sounds like a good consolation prize..
I don’t know what you think of when you think Montreal, but when you live with a hockey-obsessed individual, you inevitably come to associate the city with the Canadiens: Montreal’s uber-successful and long-standing hockey team.
So naturally, when we decided to visit last month, a game was one of the first activities we booked.
Not being a major sports fan, I was skeptical when my boyfriend, Alex suggested we spend Valentine’s Day at a hockey stadium among beer-soaked fans. But I decided to be a sport (no pun intended) and I can’t say I left disappointed.
To understand the significance of hockey in Montreal, you have to go back to the history of the game. Which is exactly what we did. At the Bell Center – home of the “Habs,” as they’re lovingly called by fans – ticket holders for that evening’s game can stop into the on-site hockey museum an hour and a half before the puck drops.