|Giant hazelnut-chocolate macaron.|
I took advantage of my free morning to finally go to one of the renowned French markets! I was worried I would have a little difficulty finding the Marché Raspail, but actually ended up almost running into it. Oddly enough, the market took place along a single strip of median sidewalk between two streets. It seemed tiny at first--just one section of pavement with 3 or 4 vendors on either side--but as I continued walking I soon discovered that the marché continued on for the next block or two.
It's currently the tail end of stone-fruit season, so the wonderful smell of ripe peaches lingered in the air. There were tons of different vendors who sold items ranging from silk scarves to sea urchins, foie gras to chèvre pastries, and SAMOSAS (what) to produce. The majority of shoppers were old French women in black pea coats and pastel scarves pushing around small rolling shopping carts.
I got super excited when I saw the famously delicious little mirabelle plums going at one stand for 2E a kilo. I also saw little egg-shaped purple fruit labeled "quetsche" and had no idea what they were so I bought a couple to try them out. Spoiler alert: they are damson plums.
|Still can't believe that these are actually chocolates.|
|A little squished from being in my bag.|
Iconic buildings include: the Odéon Théâtre (one of France's six national theatres), the Luxembourg Gardens (not technically on my street but less than 10 minutes walking away), and the Restaurant Polidor, the iconic hangout spot of writers such as Hemingway, Kerouac, and James Joyce.
Miscellaneous includes: three Indian restaurants, one Vietnamese restaurant, a few minimalist and expensive-looking interior design stores, and a shop that I thought was an Einstein Bagels but is actually a "Bagelstein."
Tomorrow will officially mark two weeks in Paris for me! I've finally gotten over how picturesque everything looks, but here are a couple photos from day 2 when I was still geeking out about it:
|Paris metro--some of the stations are super artsy and cool. This is not one of them.|
|This guy pulls off the classy-on-a-bike look perfectly.|
|Canal Saint-Martin. Pretty sure Amélie skipped rocks here.|