Rue des Crepes

*The events of this blog are real however “Rue des Crepes” does not actually exist-

A bunch of friends and I went to see Alice in Wonderland in 3D (Alice aux pays des Merveilles), which was fantastic and I strongly recommend seeing it in theatres-- and yes, the French subtitles were 3D too---and the French have far more comfortable movie theatre seats.
But my real story begins with the end of the movie—because they let us out the back of the theatre and dumped us on some random street. We were confused at first, but then realized that we had been transported to the most wonderful street in Paris, “Rue des Crepes”. Every restaurant is a creperie! And in true French fashion, everyone goes out for crepes when they finish their movie! So we decided to join the trend and got in line for a creperie-

After we were seated, I realized that this is what I was expected from a true French creperie. It was packed, loud, the tables were on top of each other, there was one waiter and one crepe maker. The crepe maker made dessert and dinner crepes (we had one of each) and he was manning 3 hot crepe burners with one spatula and the biggest brick of butter that I have ever seen. I ordered a ratatouille crepe for dinner and a sugar crepe for dessert. Many of my friends have recently recommended the plain sugar crepe, claiming it is the best crepe in town. I was skeptical because- well it didn’t have chocolate or Nutella in it. But nonetheless, I ordered it and it was very delicious. It tasted like pancakes, which is ironic because crepes kind of replace pancakes here, but the balance of butter and sucre was absolutely perfect. With the check, the waiter gave us all Chupa Chups lollipops and we waved good bye to little creperie and headed across town to a touristy bar, The Frog and Princess.

*Rue des Crepes --> real street name = Rue de Montparnasse

Printemps du Cinema

Parisians really love the Spring and they are very encouraging to get out and celebrate it! For example, from March 21-23 all movies and all theatres are 3.50. So we set out to see a bunch. The first, L’Arnacoeur, was a French romantic comedy starring (two big French actors). It was cute and the storyline was easy to understand, the language was a little more difficult. Falling in love, passion, and cheesy romantic comedy flirting are universal themes. The next movie was, The Single Man, Colin Firth and Julianne Moore. It was much more artsy and I had a fun time reading the subtitles. The translations aren’t always the best though and I feel like some of the Parisians might have left the cinema a little confused. It was also strange because everyone’s emotional reaction to the film was off. There is a difference to when an American laughs, gasps, and chokes up than a Parisian. I can understand now why the French are so protective of their cinematic culture.