Last night I had a dream.
It was the kind of dream that jolts you awake. No one was running after me and I was in no danger.
I must have been replaying the fantastic meal I had in my head over and over until I had an epiphany so strong that it woke me.
It’s no revelation that Paris is the epicenter of gastronomy but a small bistro called Le 6 Paul Bert completely blew my mind.
Maybe it was because it was my first night in Paris after a long flight. Maybe I was slightly delirious because my biological clock was telling me it was 3am.
Whatever the reason, in my dream I shouted: This is to die for!
The flavor combination of the dessert was mesmerizing. I probably will remember this dessert for a lifetime.