For our last night in Paris, our friends Annie Marie, Rheanolte, and Rachel said they would come to our neighborhood for dinner since their trip was just getting going as ours was coming to a close and we needed to pack. We ate at Les Comptoirs de Lisbonne, a wonderful Portuguese restaurant on rue Faidherbe, a few blocks from our flat. Sadly I forgot about photos until we'd already eaten our dinners, but it’s highly recommended for a great meal in a friendly, warm place that was very reasonably priced. Especially good was the pork with clams and the grilled fish dishes. Oh, and the pasteís de nata (Portuguese custard tarts)
On Sunday we decided not to attempt any more sights, but instead to have a relaxed brunch together before Linda and I had to leave for the airport. Parisians are just starting to do brunch as a thing. Rachel's excellent scouting that morning uncovered Paperboy Paris, a cute little place around the corner from their flat. This place might get the award for best use of really small kitchen.
Avocado toast (it’s a thing in Paris too)
Salmon and egg on toasted bun with barbecued beans (taste more like chili beans)
All accompanied by fresh fruit and vegetable juices made to order.
A round of last photos
There are colored pencils to draw on the placemats!
Last two photos before take off
I was remembering that on an earlier trip I'd misread the "Chantier Interdit" sign as singing (chanter) forbidden. But it turns out chantier means construction site. Very different- here the word is applied to fashion.
Au revoir Paris. C'était formidable!