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Sunday in Paris

Sunday was our lazy day. No rush to prepare for school or work and no stressful rush to the metro station (underground) to go to the office.

After a slow breakfast, hot chocolate with ‘pain au chocolat’ (chocolate pastry) bread for the kids, coffee and bread or a few croissants for us we prepared to go out for our Sunday mission: The Market.

All over Paris there are nearly daily markets as, by law, every district  has to organize two markets a week.

There are not only street markets but Paris has also numerous covered markets such as The Enfants Rouges Market. Created in 1615 its Paris oldest food market. 

But still today Parisians and foodie-tourists like the Enfants Rouges to buy the fresh produce at the stalls full of color and fragrance. Even in wintertime it is like hanging around on a Provence market is July.

Sundays is our market day to get our provision for the week in vegetables, seafood, poultry, charcuteries and cheese of course. And in Les Enfants Rouges you find only the best!
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Sundays is also the only day in the week we use our car. During the week everything is done by metro but on Sundays the traffic is less and we don’t have to carry the bags with all the stuff we buy. 

But the biggest attraction is Sunday lunch.

Parisian markets usually have restaurants in (in case of a covered one) or near them, but eating in a market is among the more memorable Parisian experiences. Having lunch in the market is eating food at the source but there is also the whole market atmosphere of French cuisine all around you.

In Enfants Rouges there is, tucked away in the heart of the market L’Estaminet, a restaurant where we had our lunch every single Sunday. 

Fantastic fresh food, menu is changing every month based on the offer on the market, a great atmosphere, the place to be to spend some time at the table.

My favorites?
Andouilette AAAAA: I never forget the velvety mustard sauce with creamy homemade mash potatoes

Les Enfants Rouges is a 'must visit' during your stay in Paris!

Watch this video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uMyKkTZ_mMY
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