What is wrong with this guy!

Doesn't he know he is french? Go home, get a life!! It is 10:30 PM and he is still at work. I know this because I can see him across from my hotel room every night. Just before I go to sleep, I check and he is still there. It is bad enough for me, when my work day in France ends at 6:00 pm it is only 1:00 PM in NYC and I have six more hours to get stuff done. Yeah! But this guy, come on!

J'adore Paris

Here is a little thing I like about Paris, the hotel I am staying in provides (for a charge of course) this half bottle of wine, corkscrew and glasses, as well as a full stocked mini bar. This bottle makes me happy... well not so much the bottle but the corkscrew because I intend to go over to Monoprix and pick up my own bottle of wine and use that corkscrew.
It is fun to travel in a foreign country! I like to see how flummoxed I can be by simple things, such as doors. This is my third time in Paris and I am still unable to pass through a door without difficulty. There are latches to contend with and buttons to press. I think I fully dismantled the security system in one building. I was quite stuck that time.
While I am very adventurous and excited to take the metro, I am daunted by the task of purchasing the tickets. I have to explain where I am going and consider zones. So far, no catastrophes. The other thing about the Metro is you have manually open the door to get on the train. More doors. Today I was unable to flip the latch and had to step aside while a local girl flipped open the door on her first try. She gave me the eyeball that I think would translate into English as "duh?" and she would be correct. On the plus side, what I like about the metro is that it makes funny farty noises. How can you not get a giggle out of that?

A German Feast at Rolf's

I went to a holiday outing with my hiking group to Rolf's German restaurant and ordered this delicious sausage platter with a side of spazele. Not everyone was as happy as I was with their meal but I was ecstatic and came home with lunch for tomorrow. I mean really, is there anyway to eat four sausages in one sitting. That sausage there on the right is a knockwurst and when I was a kid it was my absolute favorite dinner. Then I foolishly became a vegetarian for twenty years and was estranged from by beloved wurst. Well, I'm back baby and cholesterol be damned.

Here is a good rule of thumb (I wonder why they call it that), if ordering in a German restaurant, order the German dishes. Don't get the salmon. That pretty much holds true for any restaurant. To expand on that rule, don't trust restaurants that specialize in a cuisine and then put generic things on the menu to please all, at least not in NYC. so not everyone was happy with the food and the price didn't help the situation either but how else would Rolf's pay for these insane holiday decorations. The entire place manic with Christmas spirit. So much so that at one point the fuse blew and the place when half dark.

If you look closely at this picture you can see our dinner table, cool huh?