Oh my! The bread and olives at Chez Doval were wonderful! The restaurant was tiny and crowded, all the better to hear the guitarist who walked around and serenaded us.
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Lilacs were in bloom everywhere, and oh so fragrant!
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We saw so many people who looked stereotypically French, not surprisingly. We thought this white-haired guy at the end of the bar at Dieu du Ciel could have been one of the Three Musketeers! |
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