Yes, the title is true. I’d been planning this weekend for over 6 months. Last spring, I filled out the appropriate paperwork for my personal day and was laughed at because I was planning so far in advance…They don’t know me too well.
Having just finished reading the book The Paris Wife and seeing the movie Midnight in Paris, I was ready to get of Zagreb and explore the Parisian streets.
Paris hosts an annual Salon du Chocolat at the end of October. I approached the event as I do a farmers’ market. First, I survey the area and see what’s being offered. Then, I taste and buy. In this case, it was 4 hours worth of tasting and buying.
My first stop was Scoop Me a Cookie. The Chocolat au Lait & Fleur de Sel was too much eye candy. A fresh batch was just removed from the oven and the craving for chocolate speckled circle was too much.
Then, I hit the tables chock full of Guimauves. Guimauves are long, cylindrical, Parisian marshmallow. There were many flavors, some coated with chocolate. I found them a bit too sweet, but they seemed quite popular with the crowd.
Next, I sampled the sauces. One spread in particular touched the palate: Délice’Oliv. I preferred the orange flavored paste over the café and praliné flavors. The paste would pair well with a hard, salty cheese. Their chocolates filled with the paste paired quite well with Prosecco at a recent wine & chocolate tasting.
To end the afternoon, I tasted the bonbons and chocolate bars. My favorite best bonbon was a sésame noir from Bouillet: dark chocolate ganache topped with sesame seeds. I’m addicted to chocolate bars, and I bought their Amandes Caramélisées (70% Chocolat Noir topped with caramelized almonds). The bar didn’t make it 2 days in my purse. Also, I’ve been munching on the sweeter, white chocolate lingon & blueberry bar from MALARCHOCOLATERIE. The biggest surprise was the Pains d’Epices from Nicolas. The Nicolas table was full of saran wrapped, round loves of bread. I preferred the pains d’epices nature over d’orange, although that was good as well.
The last 24 hours in Paris, I spent roaming the 2nd and 9th arrondissements. I filled my stomach with many sesame and brie baguettes, eclairs and pieces of chocolate.
The weekend ended with the David Lebovitz book signing at Sugarplum Cake Shop in the Latin Quarter. Sugarplum Cake Shop felt like home. Small, cozy, and squished with chatting customers. Of course I got tongue tied as I got my book signed by David. I’ve been reading his blog for over 6 years, and as I read his blog weekly, I feel as if I’m there, with him. Not a bad way to spend 48 hours.