Dreaming of France -- Street Food

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It's true that the French don't eat on the run like Americans do, but I've noticed more and more stalls that offer crepes or panini to go.
Just down the street from us in rue Mouffetarde were two popular crepe-to-go stands.
When we arrived in Paris, after four hours on the train, we stopped and shared a panini mid-afternoon. We knew we needed to eat something before our 8 or 9 p.m. dinner.

It was delicious, in spite of the pained look on my face.

As our trip continued, we realized that most days we were too full to eat a three-course meal for lunch and dinner. 

So on the last evening of our trip, our bellies still too full from our large lunch, we decided to share a crepe rather than to go out for another big dinner. 

The crepe, or technically a galette since it's a savory crepe, had ground beef and mushrooms, plus cheese and lettuce. 

Earl waited in line for it while I traipsed back to the hotel. And we shared our last meal in France, for that trip.

Have you ever eaten street food in France? 

Of course, I prefer a lovely three-course meal, but sometimes, a smaller meal is just as fulfilling.

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Dreaming of France -- Rue Mouffetarde

This time while we are in Paris, Earl and I are trying a new hotel, one on Rue Mouffetarde, which is a street with a famous market. We generally stay in the same hotel in Paris, but this time we booked a hotel with our airfare, which made it much less expensive.
The side streets along Rue Mouffetarde have some inspiring restaurants.

The host at this restaurant was lurking in the doorway trying to lure people to have a seat. Apparently, the more people who sit down, the more people who will join them. We were happy to sit down, and we received a cocktail on the house in return. It must have been lunch time as you can see from the sun shining on Earl's face. 

Here's another picture at the same restaurant where you can see Earl's face.

And here's a shot down the lane of the row of restaurants. I think we returned to the same one a few times. We aren't nearly as picky as our French friends who stop and examine the menu and debate whether the menu is for the right season. 

Still, it's always fun to let A French person choose the restaurant, and we can sit back to enjoy the ambiance. 

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