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Comfort Eats

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Never mind the exorbitant $2.25 PER macaron. Never mind that I had a huge zao cha (dim sum) breakfast with 12 tapas right before. I saw a stunning tower of perfectly displayed macarons in all colors of the pastel rainbow. The door opened and gorgeous gorgeous French bakery smells surrounded me 360. I was transported¬†back to all the Parisian bakeries I bought my pain au chocolat and fruit tarts from everyday I was in France. Normally, I’m not even a big macaron person because the hard candy shell and excessive food coloring usually would appeal to me after another less sweet pastry. But I saw that they were freshly made and filled with chilled cream which was great on that sweltering day. I chose a rose almond flavor and the hubby got the cream pistachio. Dainty. Creamy. Oh-so-French! ¬†IMG_1880.JPG

 

Chili! My best friend from college visited me over the weekend and brought back my favorite Ohio souvenir–Skyline Chili! It’s a thinner, beefier type of chili that is meant to go over coneys or a generous bowl of spaghetti. Really, this is the only way to ever eat chili. I have here a 4-way which includes:

-hot Skyline chili from a can

-thin spaghetti

-“fancy shredded” (which just means really really thin) cheddar cheese

-raw chopped onion

-fresh chives (this is not an authentic Cincinnati ingredient, but I prefer it over beans)

So hearty! So Ohioan! It was the perfect meal to usher in the mild Fall weather.


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Foods of Paris & Barcelona

I have to share these food pictures I took while on my honeymoon. The food and drink was definitely 70% of the trip that made it delightful. Feast your eyes!

 

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This is a typical breakfast in Paris that I had :). Apricot pistachio tart, raspberry croissant, quiche and yogurt drink. Of course, the hubby helped me eat all this. God help me if I passed by a bakery without purchasing a pain au chocolat. I miss those dearly now that I’m back in The States and the idea of a perfect pastry is just a sugary, messy doughnut :(. Where are the flaky pastry layers? Where is the captivating pure butter aroma? Where is the delicacy?

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Oh yes, there was no lack of duck in France. I discovered after 3 days of eating out in restaurants that every menu in Paris basically looked the same. There were only 4-5 entree choices in any given restaurant and veal stew, duck, steak and fries, ham & cheese salad were on every single one of them. We lucked out at the first restaurant we went to and got moules and frites (actually quite popular too). I like that only romaine lettuce was used in salads and as accompaniments as opposed to iceberg. I also liked that a spicy horseradish sauce was present on every table. I got to appreciate mustard very much while living in WI so this was up my alley.

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Out of all the duck dishes I tried, I think carnard confit was my fave! The skin was perfectly fried, the meet was perfectly seasoned and falling off the bone and the sensation of biting into the moist but crispy dish was enough to make me swoon.

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Now, I HAD to try flan while I was in Spain. Luckily, I found this delectable version at a seaside Mexican Steakhouse restaurant. The dolche de leche sauce was magnificent.

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Another fatty moment in Paris :). And look–it’s the pain au chocolate that’s my fave!