I have (not surprisingly!) been eating quite well in Paris, but the meal I just had at Bistrot Victoires is going to be hard to top.
When I was at the Borough Market, I noticed one vendor selling a duck confit sandwich that looked so good, I had to go back.
I mean, look at that griddle full of meat. I want to shrink myself down so I can dive in like Scrooge McDuck into his money bin. Of course I went back to try the sandwich.