Honeymoon Part VII The evenings

Our first night we went across the street to a French restaurant owned by a couple originally from Paris. They had spent 20 years in Chicago before spending 26 years in this Restaurant which they now want to sell.

I'd had a good lunch and neither Rick or I were all the hungry. We kept apologizing, and she said, "Take it with you." For American readers, Europeans usually don't do doggy bags.

Instead of putting it in plastic, they gave us the dishes and told us to bring them back the next day.

We did.

Rick and I ordered champagne before the Cirque de Soleil. We've really mastered the art of café sitting.