Even people wearing enormous gladiator boots need to get out once in a while.
I remembered Prunier was having an apero et salmon tasting last night. Last minute I decided to give it a go (buses 87 + the wonderful 84 again).
To 15, Place de Madeleine. If only I'd had the requisite little print dress to wear or the bod to wear it well.
Balik Salmon is Swiss though I assumed it must be Russian with a name like that.
It was in fact Russian and a favorite of the tzar but the special recipe for smoking was lost till the Swiss bought Balik 30 years ago.
Melt-in-your-mouth delicate and tres rafinee, it comes both smoked and nature.
With just a hint of dill on the smoked version.
Anything in Paris these days between two seeded buns is hot hot hot and Balik salmon tartar even more so. These are miniatures not full-size in case you were wondering.
A whole salmon why not?
Or huge swathes of what many consider the best salmon in the world.
I did not imbibe any of the lovely wines offered, just Badoit bubbly water. I'm wobbly enough without any outside help.
The requisite summer print dresses accessorizes with Michele's cardie
A storm was brewing. Cinderella, with her heavy boot, 'jumped' onto her pumpkin #84 to return home a toute suite.
A quick look of longing in Repetto's window while changing buses, even if the PT says ballerinas are Taboo forever. Lunch today with Jancie wearing, just by chance the requisite little print dress.
We ate a healthy pile of veggies at Merci, their excellent comptoire de salade (10-15€). The perfect plat/main to go out and eat a naughty dessert. Low and behold a divine and very covetous salmon-colored carrot 'sharpener'. Who knew? An absolute must-have for those who dream of pencil sharpeners.