We were wrapping up a glorious buying trip to France that took us to nine cities in eleven days, from points south to north, with a foray into Belgium, and a few regrets that we couldn’t make it to England too. To celebrate, we booked an early dinner at La Bourse et la Vie, the tiny restaurant opened by celebrity chef Daniel Rose several years ago, on the rue Vivienne in Paris. Although the food was lovely, it was our adorable server, who used expressions like, “c’est le top”, or “le top du top” or “le topissime” to describe every delectable dish, who really stole the show. So as not to disappoint, I agreed to try “l’ultime, top du top” crème caramel dessert, even though I’ve never been much of a crème caramel fan. After confirming that it was indeed le top du top, and unabashedly licking the plate, I decided I’d better go for a long walk (because Meg had already clocked 25,000 steps and I was lagging a little behind!).
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