Somehow after only three days here, I managed to take a shower without flooding the bathroom floor. The three towels I had put down to absorb the gallons of water that would flood out from the shower (I've been known to flood bathrooms in Europe, to the point that the water drips to the room below) were DRY. Yes, the floor was dry! I had adjusted, and now I was ready to conquer Paris.
I had reason to celebrate and the best way to do that was to indulge in a Pierre Herme pastry in my favorite park in Paris. Pierre Herme is one of the best pastry chefs, if not THE best, in all of France. When visiting Paris, you shouldn't miss going to one of his shops. His pastries are perfectly constructed, he combines unique flavors and textures, and the pastries taste as good as they look. His shops look a little unapproachable, and it can feel like you're at Tiffany's instead of a food shop. They even place the pastries in a box, specially made for Pierre Herme. Many patisseries in France have these specially made boxes.
It's sunny today, and I'm headed straight to the Notre Dame Cathedral, or actually the back of Notre Dame. While so many tourists, and gypsies, are clamoring around the front or the sides of the cathedral, few are behind it in the park. The park is named Square Jean XXIII. It's a peaceful and scenic escape to enjoy my pastry. From my park bench, I gaze at the flying buttresses of Notre Dame, the greenery of the trees pruned perfectly into 90 degree angles, the tulips in bloom, and a few children running around or away from their parents. It's a great place to take a sightseeing break or to enjoy a croissant, sandwich, crepe, or even a pastry.
The pastry I've chosen for today is called "Montebello Individuel." It's an individual sized pastry with a pistachio dacquoise (cake made with meringue and ground nuts---in this case, pistachios), pistachio pastry cream and strawberries. Simple yet a perfect blend of crunchy (the dacquoise has a crunchy crust), creamy (pistachio pastry cream) and sweet (strawberries). After enjoying this pastry, I decide I will try a different patisserie and pastry each day I'm here and report back to you. It's rough work, I now.
As I walk on to my next desitination, I cross the street and almost have my hip nicked by a car. I am instantly reminded that the French see crosswalks, as many of us Americans see yellow lights, only as a suggestion to stop; even when there are pedistrians in the middle of the crosswalk. OK, so I have a long way to go before I conquer Paris. I'm here for a month, and I'll keep trying. In the meantime, let me know what are your favorite patisseries in Paris, your favorite parks, or places you would like me to "conquer" while I'm here?