This PLUS an 8-course meal. Because that’s how I roll.

I’m not sure what possessed me to want yet another pastry PLUS hot chocolate yesterday, but I indulged myself at Angelina. This tea salon is known for its hot chocolate, which is as good as I remembered from last year. Add that to a raspberry tart, and I was needing to walk some calories off by the time I got to the Louvre museum. Of course, as I entered through the Carousel du Louvre entrance, I was sidetracked by shopping. And as I found an Agatha jewelry boutique and saw a ring that I absolutely had to have, I indulged in more retail therapy. But it was a crystal star!!!

I did make it into the Louvre, which was a little less crowded than my previous year’s visit. I avoided the crowds (as well as the Mona Lisa – been there, done that) and made my way to the Greek statues. The next thing I know, I’m taking photos of characters in Zeus, Inc., and writing down notes for the sequel. Definitely expect a scene in the Louvre. Needless to say, I was utterly inspired. Staying away from the crowds made this Louvre visit a great deal more pleasant than my last. I truly enjoyed it. I wandered around and stumbled upon quite a few pieces the tourists probably never see. I did, of course, visit the Venus di Milo (only because she was part of the collection I wanted to see), but I was far more impressed with this large statue of Athena that I came across (see my Flickr account for photos). All in all, it was a great visit. But like all great things, iti had to come to an end as I had a restaurant reservation for Verjus.

It took me a good 30 minutes to find Verjus (it’s hidden in a passage), but once there, I was treated to the best meal of my life. There were eight courses of food, and I decided to do the wine pairing with each. By the time I was done (around 11:00 p.m.), I was in my very happy place. I’m also honestly surprised that in my wine and food-induced stupor I found my way back to my apartment last night. But I did! I slept in a bit this morning and am now just getting around to breakfast. This morning’s pastry is called Paris Brest. And it is yummy. I’m going to go wander around the islands a bit and visit Notre Dame, I think, now. And maybe, I’ll return to Musee d’Orsay later this evening. I feel the impressionists calling out to me.

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