Ten Days in Paris: A Digital Diary of Our Adventure, Troisième Jour: Raining Wedding Cakes
Samedi matin, we awoke freshly rested. A sunny terrace breakfast filled with café and croissants would fuel our day of lèche-vitrines. While window licking, Maggie stumbled upon a potential indulgent buy: an antique ring from early 1900 français with a gorgeous rose cut diamond. Before we left, about a month ago, my grandparents gave us both a bit of money for our trip to be spent on something very special. A couple of days later my grandmother passed away after 82 beautiful years, so as you can imagine, the importance of their gift (a frivolous Parisian purchase) really became quite apparent. An antique ring from Paris would have been something that she herself would have desired, and therefore is a perfect choice, so after deep contemplation, Maggie made her purchase.We then headed to Versailles to fill our starved minds with luxury and over indulgence. We saw the glorious royal palace including the Hall of Mirrors and the Queen & King's bedroom, and then proceeded to stroll the massive gardens (my favorite). I felt like Alice wandering through the Queen of Heart's gardens and the beauty of the picturesque scenery was truly satisfying. C'estbeau.
After leaving Versailles we took the train back to Paris and began our mission to find the restaurant we made reservations at earlier that day. Soon we were a bit lost with deep blue clouds forming above our heads filled with little drops of water that began to fall. Thankfully, a local at the brasserie across the street seemed to know the route and was polite enough to walk us to the restaurant in the rain. Completely soaked via a downpour, we finally made it to the restaurant/hotel chez Edgar. Luckily, they accepted our soaked & tardy arrival, and soon we were seated amongst chic locals and ambient decor. We ate, we drank, everything was delightful. When it came time for dessert we gazed our menu only to find one for a shocking 150 euro, a pièce montée it read, which Erin informed us meant the mounted piece on top of a wedding cake. Erin proceeded to ask our waitress why a wedding cake appeared to be a dessert choice and she responded that une pièce can also mean room, and that montée is also a word for above or mounted, so the phrase meant "the room upstairs". Our first play on words in français.