In case you haven’t realized it yet, I’m trying to consume of much as Paris as I possibly can. Whether it be squeezing in trips to museums before class or aimlessly wandering around random arrondissements in search of a new café, all I want is to enjoy Paris to the fullest. Besides exploring the city, I’ve found another wonderful way to enjoy Paris– sampling snacks along the way.
After an unsuccessful attempt to enter a fashion show, we decided to head to the world famous Angelina tea house for some hot chocolate to lift our spirits. Although this might have been the only chocolat chaud that I’ve sampled so far, I can completely understand why this stuff is so famous. They give you a little porcelain pitcher filled with what is essentially melted chocolate and then accompany it with a shot of whipped cream.
For some reason, I thought that it would be a good idea to order a chocolate tarte along with our ultra indulgent hot chocolate. Chocolate tartes are one of my favorite desserts, so I figured what a better place to try them than Angelina? Luckily, we ordered a plate of french fries to serve as our palate cleanser (aka our salty savior).
Despite the chocolate overload, I was all smiles at Angelina and I immediately went from disappointed that I missed out on a show to happily sitting in a cocoa-filled cocoon. Needless to say, I’m going to be keeping my distance from chocolate for a few days.
After finally emerging from my chocolate coma, it was time for my most anticipated event put on by my study abroad program– the cheese tasting. We sampled two cow’s milk cheese, one sheep and one goat cheese. As much as I hate myself for saying this, I much prefer my American favorite cheddar to the incredibly potent sheep and goat cheeses. I thought I was a cheese fanatic, but I was mistaken. I think as wild as I’ll be getting from here on out is a little bit of brie with my baguettes.
If there is one thing that I have been denying myself since I’ve been in Paris, it’s the pastries. Thanks to some wise words from my mother that went something along the lines of “You go get yourself a pastry, Bertha,” which is my ever so endearing nickname, I decided to treat myself to une tarte à la fraise this afternoon. Let me tell you, but it was well worth the 2.90 euro splurge. The tarte shell delivered the perfect crunch without being too sweet, because it knew that they vanilla pastry cream and glazed strawberries were sure to deliver a sugary, delightful finish.
I hope you enjoyed reading about all of my little indulgences from the past two days. This weekend I plan to visit a special café that is known for not only it’s five-course brunch, but also hosting a few furry friends. Along with that, collection reviews for Paris Fashion Week will be up soon as well, so make sure to check back soon to get a firsthand look at the Automne/Hiver 2015-2016 ready-to-wear collections.