It's 18:00 H and I'm sitting at the table in my apartment, staring out the window at Place de Clichy. I'm drinking a glass of Bordeaux Cabernet Savignon and eating the rest of my baguette I bought earlier. I also have my Camembert, altering bites with sips of wine. Why don't we do this in the U.S. as often, if ever? It's so relaxing, just to enjoy the flavors and how they combine with each other - kind of reminds me of an artist's palette - splashed with colors, each one running into the next one, creating new hues and shades you never imagined...but of course! Eating is an art, is it not (hence the metaphor)?
I'll be honest, before I came to Paris, I didn't really care for wine. I didn't hate it, it just wasn't my drink of choice (Smirnoff Ice, anyone?). But that has all changed...the wine here is nothing like what I have experienced before - it's so cheap, maybe 4 or 5 euro, and is almost always decent. And the combination of wine and cheese, don't even get me started...as of now, I'm loving President Camembert, which is a soft, creamy cheese similar to Brie. It's not as rich as Brie, which can be a bit heavy.
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