P1090387 Ray and I at a Moroccan restaurant
in Paris. The restaurant had lush green plants (a vine of some kind) covering all the ceiling and walls. It was beautiful, though it instinctively evoked the same kind of feeling I get when dining in nature: I secretly watch for bugs dropping off of trees into my food. :-) (Actually, I had nothing to fear in this place -- it was clean and neat.)
My blog posts about Paris:
Automated, nanny-state bathrooms.
Panhandling and languages.
Mandatory post about food in Paris
Fast food in Paris: an oxymoron
A rushed tour of Paris famous tourist points
Paris tour continues: Monmartre
Getting almost stuck in a transportation strike.
Or see all my blog posts about Paris in one page.