Stuffing Myself in the City of Light
Lord, after about a week, I've shaken off a hellacious case of jet lag brought upon by a cross-Atlantic trek to Paris. Along with Montreal and Morocco, three of my last extended trips/vacations have taken places in French-speaking lands. I do not speak French. This is a problem. Luckily, I'm an excellent pointer. And I smile bright and big.
Anyway, for Slashfood, I recounted my 10 best Parisian eats. Oysters! Cheese! Crepes! Beer! Curious? Eat it up!
