It is WIAW, so I am talking Paris, Food, and Books...Anyone who knows me, knows I am a bit of a bookworm. My first degree is in English Language and Literature. And I can't fall asleep without reading. In fact I actually sleep with a little spy light next to my bed so I can read when I wake up throughout the night, without disturbing my husband. I typically read between 30-40 books a year. And am a long time Hemingway fan.
Knowing all that, it should come as no surprise that I was anxious to visit some of the famous cafes described in Hemingway's A Movable Feast. The man has been romanticizing this city for me for years, so I was excited for our Hemingway inspired night on the town.
We started at Cafe de Flore for Happy Hour. We both had a couple of cocktails and we share the Terrine while we people watched on the patio.
We then hopped across the street to our second Hemingway haunt - Brasserie Lipp. I am not sure I can do this dining experience justice, but it was probably the most fun I have ever had at dinner, and I mean ever. The service is still done the way it has always been done - very formal, with 3-4 waiters attending to your table, all dressed in black waistcoats and bow ties. But despite all the pomp and circumstance it is not at all the stuffy. The waiters are characters, and may well double as stand up comedians. I spent the whole night in absolute stitches, enjoying everything from the food, to the ambiance, to the jokes.
We finished with coffee, Mille-Feuille, and Baba au Rhum for dessert. I order the Baba because it was flagged as one of the house specialties, but they were not joking about the Rum. It was soaked in it, and a little too strong for my taste. Especially after happy hour and a bottle of wine. (*I may have also gotten a little Hemingway-inspired drunk this evening too*).
All in all it was a pretty amazing foodie experience.
And if you are a literary geek like me, you have to give this place a try. The is a reason Hemingway raved about it!
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