My Fondest French Christmas Memory: Coco
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The Rodin museum provides a unique visit due to its beautifully manicured gardens covering almost three hectares. With the Eiffel Tower and golden top of Invalides peaking up over the fences of the gardens, exploring the grounds and artwork of the brilliant Rodin makes for an unforgettable visit.
Recently the city of Paris hosted the event 'Tous au Restaurant' aimed at promoting the culinary splendour of France's capital. Coco jumped at the occasion and decided to dine at the much-desired Alain Ducasse restaurant, 'Benoit'.
Camdeborde’s vision has come true and it truly is a place to where people come to share food, drinks, and conversation. What seems just like a crowded bar at first slowly turns into a gathering of friends as you get to know your neighbors.
I am talking about the Paris with the well-manicured parks where you can enjoy an afternoon picnic. A place where a meal can last five hours because it isn’t just a meal; it is the celebration of good food and close friends.
My mother is a fabulous cook and has secretly always wanted to leave the States behind and enroll in one of the many prestigious culinary schools in France. Now, with her trip to Paris, it was her opportunity to get a small taste of this.
Picnicking in Paris is another form of art and Parisians have it mastered. There has not been one group I have passed by without being jealous of their spread. Cheese, bread, meat, wine, desserts… the list goes on. However, this isn’t too hard of an art to learn.
The small, medieval streets are home to not only chic shops, but also delicious food, unique bars, and fantastic museums. Le Marais mixes all the best of Paris—old and new, young and old, traditional and modern.
Some of my earliest memories of France go back to when I was six. Cross-legged, I sat with a pen in my hand marking carefully plotted cities on my map of France with a big star.