"every night is a friday night" — HAPPY LONG WEEKEND Tweeples!! :)
"every night is a friday night" — HAPPY LONG WEEKEND Tweeples!! :)
"Gone to meet her baker"
this is just too funny to pass up… Go check eatingoffthepeoplesprincess for more gems like this.
my first meal in Paris… Sole Meurniere, at Bistrot Paul Bert.
we landed at CDG around 9 AM, saturday 3/13. the immigration process was a zip… the officers were pleasant and it didn’t take any time at all.
i had been doing my homework on places i’d eat at in Paris — the trip was mainly a gastronomic trip for me… i vowed not to be lured by many boutiques and gift shops (which of course, almost impossible!) and mainly spend my money on food and drinks.
Bistrot Paul Bert is on my long list… thanks to the recommendation from @daisy17, BlackBook App and NY Times, this place is a clear winner even before i found out that it’s about 3 blocks away from the hotel i was staying in… google map says it’s about 1 minute walk. it’s the perfect place to have lunch after we landed!
after checking into our hotel rooms, i went to the hotel lobby, picked up a tourist map, and tried to locate the restaurant. the street is a small local street, and it’s not on the map for tourists! i asked the front desk attendant where rue Paul Bert is. she lighted up and said, “it’s very simple. at the front door, turn right and then turn right at the first stop light.”
ok. that’s simple enough, i thought. well, not so in reality… i got lost. big time. as it turns out, there are many branches of the street, right turn gives me three choices of streets. see map. i hadn’t even got my “sea legs” firmed up. the streets are arranged in the typical style of European cities’ streets, not in right angle blocks like in Manhattan.
i asked many locals who were hanging out and soaking in the sun at sidewalk cafes, where rue Paul Bert is… they were keen to help but strangely no one seemed to know where it is. took me about 30 minutes to find the place, and at the right moment too. it was after 2:30 PM local time, and i was worry they would stop serving lunch soon.
i was guessing (correctly) at some of the items on the handwritten menu board and picked up Sole Meuniere on the very bottom of “plats” list. i have read “My Life In France” and thought, wouldn’t it be fun to pick Julia Child's first meal in France as mine too?
the picture i took doesn’t do justice to this dish… it tasted just like Julia had described it:
The flesh of the sole was delicate, with a light but distinct taste of the ocean that blended marvelously with the browned butter. I chewed slowly and swallowed. It was a morsel of perfection.
and yes, it was a morsel of perfection…
but they are not immune from serving bad airplane food. not even copious (FREE!) aperitifs can make the smoked salmon with totally undercooked cous cous salad tastes any better.
did you spot the kozy shack? i just wish it’s konfortable cabane instead…
minute maid, muffins, and breyer’s yogurt for breakfast (landing on CDG). we clearly had not left the USA… we can’t even get Dannon /Danone's yogurt?
this is the first time i had the chance to look at the exterior of the plane i was in for 7+ hours.
there was Boeing 747 (Jumbo jet) parked next to it — it being the Superjumbo.
at the airport (JFK) we were informed by a ticket agent that we would be flying the new A380, the first double decker commercial passenger airplane. A380 was first flown by Singapore Airlines in 2007, however Air France just received their first A380 on October 2009. so i flew on an airplane that has been flying for only 5 months… yes, it still has that new airplane smell :)
the design of passenger cabin uses soft curves and gradual on/off mood lighting. for take off and landing hues of blue are “turned on” while hues of violet are on before and after meal time. at first my thoughts immediately jumped back to W Hotels circa 2000, but the thoughts soon gave way to pleasant feelings of seeing soft colors. i really think mood lighting helped calm the passengers (i was with a bunch of college kids on their spring break in Paris) since we had to wait almost an hour on the tarmac due to JFK’s runway renovation. some color psychologists must have been employed to pick just the right colors…
ok, the ambiance is certainly pleasant and super quiet — you can’t hear the white noise coming from the engine. but i must say the seat is not as comfortable as i would like it to be. i much prefer Cathay Pacific’s seat…
there are 3 cameras on the airplane that feeds into your monitor… on the nose, on the belly, and on the tail of the plane. the camera on the tail provides the best view of take off and landing.
the take off felt so different compare to aircrafts i’ve flown in. i could feel the heaviness of the plane as it took off, the plane was “jiggling” as the engines revved up. it is as if i’m in a Cadillac Escalade that is trying to fly, instead of a Saab 900. it took very little time for the aircraft to be in the air, and once it’s airborne it flies very smoothly.
i found one (major) mistake in the Air France magazine: “Phoenix the most international of French bands invites you to the Coachella Festival (in the heart of Colorado desert)…” huh? i read it again to make sure i was reading it correctly. i had some wine with my bad airplane food but that was hours beforehand. i’m pretty sure there’s no other Coachella Festival other than the one in California. — ok, a good friend of mine just informed me that “Colorado desert” is one of California’s many deserts. oops. guess who failed to do a proper research!
we had to go through some clouds as we’re approaching CDG. the wings of the airplane seem like they were flapping. the landing sensation is different, smooth and quick. i felt great force used to slow down this Superjumbo, this awesome piece of machine, on the landing strip. it was a very smooth landing and we promptly taxied to the gate… my 7 days Paris adventure had begun!
ah — my first blog post, and this time it’s personal… feeling a teeny bit anxious even though i’ve blogged (sparingly) for my workplace.
after picking the layout, designs etc., i am ready to fill this blog with stories — first ones are from Paris. i recently revisited "La Ville-Lumière" and boy, there’s no shortage of moments worth sharing…
ok. where was i? oh yes. i was listening to Fanfarlo while setting up this blog.
i love this band: Fanfarlo — and especially this song. the arrangement is floral without being overwrought. deep lyrics, yet with melody you can sing along to. maybe this particular song is too serious for a karaoke session with your half drunk friends, but i can imagine it being sung during shower time.
for people who say that pop music is dead and there’s nothing good to hear anymore, i’d say look around… plenty of good music are still being made.