My third and final day in Paris was the rainiest of all, but I got a few dry hours in the morning. I had yet to see the Eiffel Tower in daylight, so I headed that way. Most of the time I was in Paris, I walked places. But this morning, I took the Paris metro. I found it to be reliable and fairly easy to navigate.
I took a few token selfies of myself in front of the tower, and headed to Angelina’s for a hot chocolate. Many of my friends and family members gave me recommendations for my trip. Unfortunately, I didn’t get around to most of them, since I was only there 3 days and didn’t want to feel constrained to an agenda. But I am so glad I went to Angelina’s. I got their famous hot chocolate and two macaroons: a shiny gold vanilla one and a light green pistachio. I wish I’d gone there every day of my trip, because they had so many amazing little confections. The macaroons were delicious and I wish I could have tried more.
Then I sat down in little park to enjoy them. The hot chocolate was much richer and thicker than anything else I’d ever had before. I have a major sweet tooth, and would never call something “too rich” but I can definitely see how some people wouldn’t like it.
Later that afternoon, I wanted to visit the Musee d’Orsay. My mom and several other people had told me how gorgeous it is. When I got there, the line wound on for ages, and my heart sunk. I was not willing to stand in line, in the cold rainy weather, for at least an hour. So instead I found a nearby cafe, and safe under a heater along the street to enjoy a carafe of wine and watch people go about their lives.
My final dinner was the best of my trip, by far. I returned to Comme Chai toi, where I’d had a drink the night before. One of the servers recognized me from my previous visit and welcomed me to a table. I told her I wanted one final delicious french meal, but that I only had appetite for two courses. She recommended the fried brie, followed by the french toast. I also asked her to pair wines with each course.
It goes without saying that I liked the baked brie. I would happily eat baked brie for dinner every night of my life, but this was especially good. There was a light crispy coating on the outside and the perfect glaze of honey.
The french toast also exceeded my expectations. It had layers of sweetness that really elevated it from other french toast I’ve had. I guess it should be no surprise that Parisians do French toast best! If you find yourself near Notre Dame in Paris, I highly recommend a visit.
Walking back to my hotel was bittersweet. I was sad that my trip was over, but glad that it had been an overwhelming success. I fell in love with Paris, I’m already trying to figure out when I can return.