I am starting to wonder if I will ever lose those last 10 lbs. while I am living in Paris. I only seem capable of “being good” for 4-5 days at a time, and then I have a complete breakdown and wander into a gorgeous pâtisserie and it is back to square one and late-night bike rides on my vélo d’appartement trying to burn the extra calories from the day.
Let’s just say, it will be a very late evening tonight as I mistakenly strolled into Eric Kayser for a healthy quinoa, salmon and roquette salad and came away with a bit more than I bargained for.
Damn, the French and their daily menus which include a boisson (drink) and dessert along with the salad for only an extra €2.30.
As I have missed several days of blogging this week (due to the deluge of American guests à l’hôtel Nancy—going on 24 days, but who’s counting…), I looked at the stunning display of desserts and thought, “I’ll do a post on tartelettes.” And that mes amis is where the diet went all to hell.
Argh! I almost always go for the fruity tartelettes, mais aujourd’hui, I put my healthy blinders on and went straight for the chocolate and caramel display. And then I saw it, those two magnificent flavors combined, and a mini-dessert I had somehow managed not to discover over the course of nearly 3 years: la tartelette au caramel et chocolate. Donc, I had to buy one. After all, it was a better deal to get the menu instead of just a salad and drink.
Long story short, I split the first one with Button. It was divine, like heaven popped on a plate. And then for the sake of my readers, I bought a second one to bring home and photograph (and retaste) for my blog. Curses!
Below please see my six favorite tartelettes that I have eaten at one time or the other over the past years all for you and in the name of research:
tartelette caramel chocolat
tartelette aux poires
tartelette mascarpone fruits rouges
tartelette aux pommes
tartelette au citron
tartelette abricots et pistaches
Vocabulaire
mais aujourd’hui: but today
mes amis: my friends
vélo d’appartement: exercise bike
I know bubble tea was invented in Taiwan 30 years ago, but I never tasted it until I moved to Paris. It is a rare treat for me, and deadly calorific, but it is a favorite of Button’s, and we were out-and-about at the Centre Pompidou yesterday, so stopped in for a cuppa.
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