THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 18, 2008
Sorry! What appears here for today is an approximation of what you may have seen for this date earlier. Somehow I lost the original so I am recreating it as best as possible. Please note there is one important additional comment. Please be sure to read it.
Today, we decided to explore another part of the "Marais" that we had not yet seen.
We bused to the place de la République where we started today's adventure. Almost immediately, we spotted a bakery with a "motto" on it's awning.
Obviously, Erwin doesn't own a bakery in Paris. The phrase "Pétri et cuit sur place" simply means "kneaded and cooked (or baked) on site", a loose translation. If you keep your eyes out you will see lots of interesting things in Paris, or any large city.
We walked down the rue Charlot, one of many quaint streets in the Marais. We stopped for our usual libation of hot chocolate and cappocino at the Café Charlot, almost an institution in the area.
We continued after about an hour and came to a well-known market called the
Marché des Enfants Rouges. While walking around we spotted two "traiteurs", one speciallizing in Morrocan food and the other in Afro-Antilles Creole food. We decided that we would return one day for lunch.
Out on the street, we came across the following store front. It appears to be the local offices of the Socialist Party. Do you recognize the poster on the left. I am sure that the Republicans in the US could make something of this is they ever saw it.
Toward the end of the street, we came across the following plaque on a school building.
Basically, the plaque says that between 1942 and 1944, more than 11,000 children were deported from France by the Nazis with the participation of the French government of Vichy and were assinated in the death camps because being born Jewish, more than 500 of these children lived in the third arrondissement. A number of these children attended the boys and girls schools of P. I. de Beranger. Let us never forget them.
You can see these plaques on numerous school buildings throughout Paris. It helps remind us all of what happened in those times and that we should never forget.
We continued along the rue Charlot to our bus stop and returned to the apartment.
We had a lovely evening at Chez René. Erwin has been going there for over 25 years and manages at least one meal there per visit. It was owned for many years by the Cinquin family and they maintained it as a neighborhood institution until February 2007 when the owner, Jean-Paul Cinquin retired and sold it to another restaurant owner. The new owner has maintained the basic structure of the place but has freshened up the interior a bit.
They kept basically the same staff and a great deal of the menu. They still offer as daily specials some of the traditional dishes from the former ownership.Tonight, Erwin had one of these, one of his favorites, blanquette de veau which is basically a veal stew in a white sauce. Délicieux. We started the evening with a Cardinal, an apératif of beaujolais and cassis, very much like a kir with which you may be familiar. Erwin had another of his favorites, blettes au gratin, as an "entrée". This is swiss chard baked with a creamy cheese sauce. Note that in English, we incorrectly use the word "entrée" as our main course. Alexandria had sautéed girolles (wild mushrooms) followed by a tartare of salmon. This was a new taste sensation for her.We shared a gateau de riz, like a rice pudding, for dessert. We walked along the Seine to the bus stop and returned "home".
Another beautiful day in Paris.