man, where do i even begin? paris is always the city that makes me feel the most inspired, the most awestruck, the most wide-eyed, the most happy. each time i have visited has been very different, but also very the same. we were a part of the creative council team for this trip…which allowed us to wander around, explore and film/document the whole thing and then share our favorite spots withyou. i really love a brand that is open to change, open for exploration and of course allows creative freedom.
let’s start with this little gem of an apartment, shall we? it’s small but they maximized the space and fixed it up real nice. it’s in the perfect spot in le marais on rue de rosiers…tons of cafes, bars and shops right below us.
renting an apartment you just never know what you are going to get….i was pleasantly surprised that for under $180 a night we could stay here and it felt like a hotel! clean, safe, beautiful views, a skylight, nice appliances & bathroom. it was a total score.
i met arian on our front doorstep (i was coming from london and him from LA) paris always feels a little like a fairytale when you get there, but waiting for your guy to come around the corner with his luggage somehow felt extra fairytale-like. with him being jet lagged we decided to just eat ravioli and enjoy the rain from our comfy room and do the whole tourist thing the next day.
use this map to bookmark some of our spots from our trip! thanks so much for creating it, asia!
our first morning we slept in and then walked to café charlot for eggs benedict and a cafe creme. this café is very cute (and has free wifi which is always a plus when traveling abroad for those of you that go through instagram withdrawals.)
we decided to go to this street rue montorgueil (where my friend jordan took us when i visited with jenlast year!) to pick up some flowers for the apartment, cheese & cornichons, and of course a baguette for a picnic on Île Saint-Louis later in the afternoon. we also had to stop by one of the most delicious patisseries, maison collet, to get a few chocolate eclairs for dessert. the sun was shining and it was beautiful.
we headed towards the river for our picnic, but it started to rain so we just ducked inside of the restaurants on the saint-louis island and shared a bottle of wine and a goat cheese salad. they always say the waiters are rude in france…generally i would say if you at least attempt french and you’re polite then they are pretty nice to you. the guy at this restaurant was an exception, he hated us from the start. you just have to laugh it off though.
i was excited to take arian that evening to one of my favorite restaurants in paris, le refuge des fondues in montmartre (remember this post?) where the wine is served in baby bottles and you eat endless amounts of cheese. we met angela there and it was pretty packed (go early!) but we managed to get the last couple seats in the place. this is the spot where you have to climb on the tables to get to your seat, so get comfortable with eating community style…elbows to elbows. next door there is a little hole in the wall bar where we ended up meeting some of the locals and dancing to french music (you have to watch the video for this, it’s pretty funny.)
and the metro home…right under our apartment is the famous falafel place, L’As du Fallafel, that we kept hearing about. so even though we were stuffed from fondue we decided to split a falafal sandwich to see what all the hype was about (this place had a line out the door almost all day) we aren’t huge falafel people, but this was impressive. quick, cheap and delicious. it was a good night.
the next morning we really wanted to go to merci for “dipping eggs” as arian calls them at their cafe & tea room. they also have a salted butter there that i think about all the time and admittedly put in my purse if i don’t finish the whole thing. we have a lot of happy memories at this cafe, so it was nice to go back together. if you don’t know about merci, it’s incredible. (a commenter just told me they have a new online store that ships to this US! thanks for the heads up.) they have a store in addition to the cafe that is filled with all sorts of greatness. (most of it, i can’t afford, but hey) if you are able to, splurge on the bed linens (or at least the pillow cases!) and have a look upstairs at all the amazing tapes and journals. i would buy all my dishes there if i could too. last time i was here i was shopping next to sarah jessica parker which obviously made me feel like i was in a sex and the city episode and that her russian lova was just around the corner. i picked up a few treats and we were on our way.
i have been to paris a couple of times, so i was cool with skipping the louvre and the eiffel tower…although it’s still nice to watch it light up from afar! but we did decide to go to the Musée d’Orsay because arian wanted to check out an exhibit they had on demons at the time (it’s called compromise) and i wanted to see the post-impressionist paintings. it’s awesome how different arian and i are when it comes to art…i love bright, large brushstrokes, more abstract & graphic art. he loves intricate, dark, and scary paintings. men are from mars
a little worn out from the museum we were starving and decided to take the metro to bastille for pasta. a little note about the metro: it’s amazing here. i always feel like i know exactly where i am going, the lines are clear and easy to navigate…it’s the best. we dined at a spot called pause cafe and oh my gosh it was the most memorable meal i had in paris.
i got the linguini pasta with pesto and arian got the penne with marinera. cooked to perfection, a bread basket, a glass of wine, people watching on the sidewalk…i couldn’t stop smiling.
that evening we decided to just walk around our alleyways and look for an easy spot to eat. after a while you get tired of looking at your phone map, always navigating…you just want to wander. we found a little place that was open late and got french onion soup and blonde beers and headed home. we ended up just watching movie trailers on my laptop in bed (one of my favorite things to do)and then magically remembered that we never ate our chocolate eclairs in the fridge, so that was definitely a highlight. our last night in paris was full of laughing and simple joys.
we heard about a restaurant called breakfast in america around the corner, where they serve diner style food like they do in the states. we love breakfast the most, and while i am fine with how the french do it, a chocolate croissant and a coffee…arian was craving the full shabang. you can get pancakes, waffles, and eggs any style here. he was also pretty stoked about the bottomless cup of jo you can get here because he was a little fed up with the tiny coffees they serve in europe. ha.
i got too cocky with our flight info and didn’t double check it till the afternoon. i realized i read the arrival time in spain instead of the departure time from paris AND it was at an airport that i had never been to before. what? i am usually pretty good about this stuff! i blamed it on the cold medicine, we packed lightning fast, we ran and found a cab, and we somehow made it right on time for our flight to spain.
paris, you will always be my #1. thanks for following along on our journey…