The single greatest thing I ate in Paris was a pistachio macaroon from a teeny boulangerie around the corner from my hotel that the internet tells me is called Boulangerie Malineau, and may I just say that I adore the internet, because I Googled "rue st paul paris boulangerie" and PRESTO, I found my lovely little bakery, which happened to be next to this precious English-language bookstore called - adorably, because everything on Rue St Paul is adorable - The Red Wheelbarrow. I love many parts of Paris but have such fondness for the 4e and for its teeny little streets with little shops and cafes. J'adore.
On my first night in Paris, I walked and walked and walked and walked and then walked some more, and wound up somewhat lost, not very near my hotel at all. I got on the Metro and found my way back to the St Paul station and - hungry and jetlagged - walked into L'enoteca, which happened to be just down the block from my hotel. As you all probably know by now, rustic little spots with casual fare and lots of nibbly things and good wine are my favorite type of restaurant, and I more or less stumbled into this one. It was nearing midnight, so the waiter who greeted me told me that unfortunately the kitchen was closed, but "we do have leftover one thing we can serve you, the lasagna..." and I eagerly accepted and found myself quickly tucked into a corner table with a hearty red blend from Puglia and a browned and bubbling gratin dish of lasagna - lasagna which turned out to be layers and layers of veal, cream sauce and mushrooms, topped with more shaved black truffle than I've ever seen on one dish. This was the second greatest thing I ate in Paris.
The third greatest thing I ate in Paris is really an assortment of things, and it's somewhat embarrassing to admit just how much chocolate I was able to eat, but I ate an entire 1/4 lb box of truly delicious chocolate from the lovely Maiffret chocolate shop. My favorite bites were the caramels and the pistachio chocolates, although there was a dark, rich espresso one that was divine. Oh, and the nougat - I looooove nougat. And I should also mention that I had one of their pistachio-cerise financiers. Because I was on vacation and I was in Paris, and really, why not?