After enjoying the Basilica, we wanted to track down La Cure Gormande. We had no idea where it was except for the faint memory of going to it two years ago...aka not so promising. After going down what felt like every street in that district I spotted a woman carrying a bag from the store- Score! So I went up to her and quickly realized she was not American, for some odd reason I panicked and started speaking in broken Italian- yes Italian. For those that don't know me I took Latin in High School and I am currently in Spanish- So where did the sudden spurt of Italian come from? You can thank Rick Steve's Italian Pocket Book for that one. It went something like this " Scusi, dov'e La Cure Gourmande?" I even managed a Grazie at the end. All I can say is my Spanish teacher will be thrilled when I start incorporating Italian into my homework... So with my new found confidence in my Italian speaking capabilities I enjoyed the variety of cookies we purchased!
By now it was 11 pm- Dinner time! Yes you heard right we had dinner at 11 PM and it was actually hard to get a table! I swear the later you eat dinner the better everything tastes, or maybe that's just the result of being so distracted you forget your starving. And I think I can vouch for most tourists that trek through Europe, that more times then none beer seems to go down like water when your non stop sightseeing. So we enjoyed our beer and pizza and ended a perfect first day in Paris!My Open Paris- B&B
La Cure Gourmande
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