It’s a bright and sunny Saturday morning here in Paris. I was going out to the bakery to get a fresh baguette for my daughter’s breakfast when I saw my neighbor A. on his bicycle.
“Good morning, A.”
“Good morning, Mark”
and after a few words, A. let me in on a secret …
I’m on my way for some cheese … My favorite place in Paris for cheese … is Dubois, A. said.
You know that the word for cheese in French is “fromage” and that a cheese shop is a “fromagerie” … I won’t say anymore …
But to save you a search … Here’s the FIRST Favoritz.
and …
If you’ve got a Favoritz to share … let me know!
