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Any way you want it - le tour Eiffel.
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Sas and 10 million of her closest friends visit the Eiffel.
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Back at Stephane Jego's l'Ami Jean, starting with lightly battered frog's legs in butter. Sorry, my pictures from dinner suck and do no justice.
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Wild duck, very Ibsen.
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There are so many other desserts but there's no way of not having the rice pudding again. That mixed nut brittle does it all.
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Auberge Pyrenees Cevennes, a neighborhood bistro, classic French. Also known as butter and cream.
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Escargots doing their best champagne impersonation.
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My veal chop - it's a heavy hitter! This is how the French do chicken fried steak.
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Lyonnais potatoes. Too much good potato on this trip already.
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Belle poire helene - pear, wine, chocolate, ice cream sundae.
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Motorcycle gang in Montmartre!
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At Les Refuges des Fromages, an old fondue favorite.
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Chacuterie, cheese, olives and gherkins to start.
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Vin rouge in a baby's bottle. They can just suck it!
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Boeuf.
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Suckers!
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It's nacho cheese.
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Last night Paris, at le Relais d'Entrecote for that steak-frites. Well, first a salad.
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Steak-frites - clean up your plate, and get a second serving.
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If the towering inferno played it cool, it would be this sundae.
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Midnight in Paris - this is MUCH better than that lame Woody Allen movie.
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At a dive bar in le quartier Latin, French league football on TV.
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Trouble on the Metro - now you can truly say you've been to Paris.
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Sacre Coeur on an early morning run up le butte Montmartre.
