A fresh new year

It's been quite a while since I've posted to this blog; forgive me followers, I've been remiss. A lot has happened, but perhaps the most significant life change has been that I moved to NYC. The siren calls of the West Coast lure me back now and then, but for now, home is NYC.

A friend asked me which city, in my humble opinion, had a better food scene: NYC or SF? Oy, that's like asking a mother to choose her favorite child. I'm an equal opportunity eater, so I'll answer...Paris!

Paris?! Yes, that's my convenient sidestep to the bi-coastal question and an even more convenient segue  into a recent trip I made to Paris. The Japanese use the term "Paris Syndrome" to describe feelings of intense disappointment or disillusionment from visiting Paris -- that the city somehow didn't live up to their expectations (you know, how it's like in the movies). My own experience can be summarized by what I'll refer to as the "Paris Withdrawal Syndrome"; I long for Paris with every bite of a dry baguette,  imposter macaron, or kitschy bistro I find on the streets of NYC.

And now, without further adieu, the food photos:

A Breton crepe

A humble, yet exquisitely prepared omelette

A Nutella palmier - why? Because everything tastes better with Nutella.

A spread in my hotel, foraged from the streets of La Marais.

C'est magnifique - all of it! I can't wait to go back to Paris.