For the entree, I had a wonderful bowl of French onion soup, a culinary classic. Cheese oozed over bread toasted to a crisp, while steam abounded from the brown broth. To say it was wonderful would be an understatement. I'm a huge soup fan, so this was such a great for me.
For my main plate, I had a goat cheese salad. The cheese sat on top of toasted bread-like crackers and the cheese was warm and crumbly, the perfect combination. The lettuce was fresh and crisp, exactly what I want in a salad. The French also gave massive pieces of cheese, as evidenced by the photo. My mouth is watering looking at this photo!
The sign outside of the restaurant that said Hemingway lived there
Me and my friend Lexie enjoying our first French dinner
Sitting at dinner for a few hours is not what I am accustomed to, but I enjoyed really being able to stop, relax, and truly enjoy the richness of the food and the company at dinner. After this wonderful first dinner, I knew that France would be a trip for the ages, which it certainly was!