Wednesdates

Every other Wednesday, I only have one class in the morning that ends at 10:30am, so it's nice to have the rest of the day to myself. Erica and I also conveniently have the exact same schedule, so we've been taking advantage of the free time that we've had since midterms ended last week. We haven't had a meal out together in a while (eating sandwiches in the school library doesn't quite count I think.. although we do it a lot) so we decided to have some brunch after French today. After some speculation, we decided on a restaurant called Treize (a baker's dozen), which is close to the St.Germain-des-Pres station.

The restaurant is tucked away in a little alleyway, so it was a little difficult to come by, but it was so so so so so so worth it. I think it's been my favorite meal in Paris thus far. It's owned by an ex-pat from the South, so the decor is really quaint and cozy. The kitchen is actually located right at the back of the interior, so you can see them cooking and conversing just a few feet away from you. It reminds me of eating at someone's house, and the warm smells of homemade Southern food are actually so intoxicating. They serve the menu attached to madeleine pans, which is so weird but cute. A lot of the menu items end with things like "Eggs and .. bacon (or whatever else we think might sound good today)." I love it! I really wished I took Steve here, he would've fallen in love with the place :(

Anyways, I decided to get the Southern biscuit French toast, which sounds odd but is actually ingenious. The owner was telling us about it, and basically she decided had some leftover biscuits one day, so she decided to put some honey butter in them and turned them into French toast. WHAT. The result was so amazing. I actually had about 5~ pieces on my plate, but when she came over, she explained to me that she was never sure of how many of these to make, so she had some extra in the pan and would gladly feed them to me if I wanted more. Again- what the heck. Who the hell says that? I was so delighted to hear such nice words, but I wasn't sure if I would be that hungry. I took a bite of the biscuit and basically died. This post is so jumbled and sounds so childish but it's because I am really genuinely so excited about this restaurant. The biscuits were amazing, and I ended up devouring them in minutes. The owner actually came over with her pan in hand, and proceeded to give me (and Erica) seconds. I think I went to heaven for a few minutes. Afterwards, we were super full from our meals, but we wanted to try their popular desserts, so we ended up getting a lemon cake and a carrot cake (in a jar!). Both were equally amazing, and the pear/apple/lavender pot of tea we ordered went perfectly with it. It was kind of a pricey meal, but Erica and I've already decided to make that our spot. It's just too perfect.

I had originally planned on going to the Louvre and exploring by myself after, but Erica and I felt terribly fat so we decided to go to the Canal St.Martin for a run. We went to shop at a thrift store in the Hotel de Ville area first, but ended up not doing much and getting a Mcdonalds Mcflurry instead hahah. We got too lazy to run so Erica came over after and I made her korean food, as per usual when she comes over. I had such a fat, lazy day, and part of me is super worried about gaining weight here, but I think my excitement over Treize balances that out pretty well. Good day!!!

my seconds. so amazing