Seeking Food - By Ketojinic

One of the most exciting things about going to Paris was KNOWING that I was going to be stuffing my face with one of these delectable morsels of heavenly goodness. Really, no macaron compares to these but at the same time, you must manage your expectations. They're not going to "shock" you if you've already had some macarons in the U.S. or anywhere else, really. It won't be drastically different than the kind you can get from Parisian patisseries in your neighborhood, but the slight difference you will find is in the ingredients and the natural flavors they use. Check out the video(s) for more. watch the video on tripfilms.com! Watch more travel videos at tripfilms.com Ladurée 75 ave Champs Elysees 75008 Paris 01 40 75 08 75 21 rue Bonaparte 75006 Paris 01 44 07 64 87 16 rue Royale 75008 Paris 01 42 60 21 79 64 bd Haussmann 75009 Paris 01 42 82 40 10

After checking into our hotel, showering and changing, we make our way out to visit the one monument that we've been dying to see up close on our very first day in Paris. Yup, the Eiffel Tower. We decide to walk up the stairs because it's cheaper and there is no line whatsoever. The lines for the elevators were ridiculous and we're still young and fit and need to justify eating that kugelhopf . Besides, we were planning on eating a huge dinner at Da Rosa so we huff and puff all the way up to the first level, then to the second level before realizing the crowd gathered to go to the very top is only growing so we call it a day and spend the rest of the afternoon waiting for the sun to set on Paris. And, it never did. Apparently the sun sets closer to 11pm in Paris. It completely messed with my internal clock but who's to complain for more sunshine? Perhaps this is the reason why people in Paris, who eat way more saturated fat than Americans and smoke much...

For our honeymoon, my husband and I decided on an active trip to Europe instead of lounging on the beach in the Caribbeans. Adventure, sightseeing, photo sessions galore, with a foodie journey itinerized from Paris, France to San Sebastian, Spain, to Barcelona, Spain is what I call a honeymoon! We arrive at 7 in the morning, way too early for check-in but I knew that we would be okay in killing time because the famed Boulangerie across the street, Vandermeersch, would be selling their kugelhopfs ( kougloff) , which they only sell from Fridays-Sundays. We leave our bags at Hôtel de la Porte Dorée located in the 12th arrondisement (far from the center of the city, I know) and fast pass across the street. We enter the bakery, manage to form words in our mouth that sound something like bonjour , and point hungrily at the individual sized kugelhopf, which looks sort of like a souffle'd bundt cake. deux, merci! We know it's rude to eat in public so we walk around with this bag fi...