After many, many hours of racing through airports and sitting on planes, The Man of Science and I arrived in Paris today, quite sleep deprived but otherwise happy to be here. After a long afternoon nap we ventured out to a nearby vegetarian restaurant for dinner with the Parents of Science (who are hosting us here in an apartment they've rented for the week). This restaurant, Le Grenier de Notre Dame*, promised vegetarian versions of "French Peasant Food" which is totally my kind of thing.
I wasn't sure what to expect vegetarian-wise here in Paris, but there seem to be quite a few places that are, if not vegetarian, vegetarian-friendly. The place we went to tonight was small and cute and cosy, and had an extensive menu with lots of delicious looking choices. For me, the vegan soups were the best part of the meal. I had lentil soup, which was flavourful and pureed and delicious, but the Father of Science had the daily special vegetable soup which also looked great.
For my entree, I chose the vegan cassoulet, which had white beans, tofu, seitan, tomato sauce, vegetables, and bread crumbs. It was good comfort food, not spectacular but well made and tasty. Just the kind of meal you'd want to have after subsisting on airplane food and Larabars for 14 hours.
One of the desserts on the menu was vegan, so I couldn't resist giving it a try. It was a apple tart with almonds. The crust was whole wheat flour which made it nice and hearty, and I liked that it wasn't overly sweet.
And there was wine, of course. Lots of wine. And cognac. And chocolate. And now it is time for bed.
*When the Mother of Science first mentioned the name, what I thought she'd said was "Le Grenouille de Notre Dame". Which is not at all what it is called. No wonder she was confused when I referred to it as "the frog place".