Magical Memories

This time last week, I was riding the Eiffel Tower elevator to enjoy a once-in-a-lifetime experience…eating dinner in La Tour Eiffel itself.

I must say, I felt like some kind of superstar, because we had our tickets and reservations, so we got to pass the hours-long lines to get to the top and had to wait only a few minutes for our ride to the top. But I also must say that I did not feel very loved by those we were passing. The glares of other exhausted tourists will haunt me forever. WELL YOU SHOULD HAVE PAID FOR DINNER AND THE MONTHS-EARLY RESERVATION. Sucks to suck.

So we were seated. On the Eiffel Tower. With the best view of Paris ever. No biggie. BIGGIE.

So they brought us bread. French bread. Yummy bread. And then the most delicious spread, and the ingredients sound weird, but they were sooooo good. It was crabmeat and guacamole with a tomato, slice of grapefruit, and some lettuce.

Then came the entrée. The most tender grilled duck on a pallet of vegetables –not quite carmelized but a little more than stir-fried, with a dallop of whipped and bubbly egg whites. Sooooooooooo delicious.

And finally, dessert.

The very best part.

It was like a lemon custard, in a small pie crust, topped with singed dallops of whipped cream and drizzled in raspberry and lemon syrups.

And it was polished off with the most delicious cup of café,

After dinner, we climbed even more stairs and experienced Paris as it should be! It was so much fun, and I can say that I climbed the stairs up and down the Eiffel Tower.  

Then, there was this lovely carousel at the bottom of the tower, and we rode it! which was so much fun, I felt like a little girl again, and it was so dream like, Paris spinning before me, alternating views of the Eiffel Tower and the Seine and the Parisian streets themselves. and I knew right then, that I am definitely going back.