food in paris | Pippa Rea

Frogs Legs & Snails

by Virginia Rea

We couldn’t come to Paris without trying frogs legs and snails! Pippa thought frogs legs tasted just like chicken and snails don’t have much flavor at all but their texture is perhaps a bit like mushrooms. We went to a very authentic restaurant in the Latin Quarter near Notre Dame and of course the restaurateur was completely captivated with Pippa.

On our last day we took Libby around a few of our favourite local streets, just wandering like we had done some many times before and taking in all that Paris is. We included a stop by the infamous ice cream shop and stocked up on some really lovely souvenirs from gorgeous little shops in Isle St Louis.

Ice Cream!

Flower Stalls

Jardin du Anne Frank

Archives National

Archives National opposite our Apartment

Place De Vosges

We are standing on grass – legally!

Frogs Legs!

Snails

Merci Jean-Louis

Fun Stuff Memories

Wandering Paris

by Virginia Rea

We have spent days wandering the streets of Paris and taking in the sights. Notre Dame is only a short stroll away along with the pretty lane ways of Isle St-Louis and its famous and Paris’ oldest ice cream shop – pineapple and basil is a winner for me!

A day was spent up to Montmartre to visit more gorgeous cobblestoned streets and Basilique de Sacre-Couer with Claire and Russell who dropped in for a night on their way through. It took a long time wandering the square of artists for Pippa to choose her sketch artist but Patrick found his preferred characterture artist immediately. Pippa ended up having both a sketch and a characterture done. A lovely and fun memory for them both to take home.

Pippa is still perfectly well although her muscles get tired easier than they used to especially up the steps at Montmartre! She’s not the only one though – we are all happy to go to bed at night time! One day she and I did catch a pedal bike home because she was too tired to walk any further. What a lovely treat that was from our beautiful uni student driver, Sara. I’ve kept her number just in case we need her again.

We have wandered around the Lourve, played games in Jardin de Tuileries, strolled up and down the famous Champs Elysees taking in the shops including the car ones for the boys; we have eaten patisseries from famous Cafe Angelina and macaroons from Laudree and stumbled across Parisian markets.

We are all completely enjoying the Parisian life, but not so much the endless cloud of cigarette smoke that engulfs the air we breathe!