It is not a successful trip to Paris without gaining a pound or two, right? Patrick and I ate more macarons, salted chocolate caramels and crepes than two people should ever be allowed to consume over a 5 day period. When in Rome applies to Paris too!
One of our favorite stops, in St. Germain, was Gérard Mulot. Macarons, so light, airy and just sweet enough, perfectly melted in our mouths. The same for their salted caramels. Luckily we are still enjoying those back home in Brooklyn, chocolate keeps better than pastries.
One of the nights we were there, we splurged and spoiled ourselves in a decadent dinner at Joel Robuchon. Above is a photo of the insane dessert we had, the photos do not do it justice, but I hope you can see the gold dust that was scattered all over the plate and spoon. It was amazing and a great little note to end on.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving and hopefully a long weekend. I will be back to posting every day next week.