Chapter 056: Tour of France (Part II)
After the tour of the Palace of Versailles, it was already evening, and Ah Hua drove the group all the way north, back to the center of Paris, and came to the landmark of Paris, the Eiffel Tower. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The Seine, the "mother river" of France, originates from the Langelet plateau in the northeast of Paris, the river flows to the southwest, passing through Paris, the scenery on both sides of the river is beautiful, rich and prosperous, at night, thousands of golden lights echo each other, the whole Seine River is resplendent and dazzling.
On this glittering golden shore, the Eiffel Tower stands above the Place de la Centro de la Centro in Paris. As midnight fell, the 10,000-ton "Iron Lady" had been decorated with lanterns and dyed with the tricolor "blue, white and red" of the French flag.
Taking the elevator to the observation deck on the highest floor, Li Le overlooked all directions, as far as the eye could see, thousands of lights were lit, traffic was busy, and the night beauty of the whole Paris was easily accepted in his heart. After 2,000 years of development, Paris has grown from an old city island with less than 100 inhabitants to one of the four international metropolises it is today.
In our China, the imperial capital must eat roast duck, Jindu must eat dog ignorance, and the mountain city must eat hot pot. The people take food as the sky, and no matter how beautiful the scenery of Paris is, if it is not accompanied by food, it will surely be inferior to three or two points in the minds of gourmets such as Zhang Fatzi.
If it weren't for today's tight schedule, he would have to go to London tomorrow, and Zhang Fatzi would have to spend a week. Eat this Paris to the bottom, fortunately, there is a French restaurant on the second floor of the Eiffel Tower, and the hungry people get off the observation deck and go straight to the restaurant on the second floor, one word - eat!
The French restaurant on the second floor is elegantly decorated, surrounded by transparent glass that allows diners to enjoy the beautiful night view of Paris, the waitress is not only young and beautiful, but also elegantly dressed, all blue and black suits with knee-length skirts, and there is even a piano in the main hall of the restaurant, and a piano artist in a suit and leather shoes is playing melodious piano music.
Li Le and everyone sat around a round table by the window, waited for about ten minutes, and the food was presented one by one.
The starter is a dish of orange foie gras, freshly seasoned, marinated with assorted spices and brandy, and then grilled over slow heat, served with orange juice, olive oil and apple cider vinegar.
The only fly in the ointment is that the portion size is so small, and the foie gras is half the size of an egg on a huge plate.
According to Zhang Fatzi's original words, "It's delicious, but it's not enough to stuff your teeth!" ”
Fortunately, after Zhang Fatzi just stuffed the foie gras into his teeth, the second plate of creamy mushroom soup was also presented.
The status of cream mushroom soup in French cuisine is not much different from the status of scrambled eggs with tomatoes in Chinese food, the selection of materials is affordable, the method is simple, fresh mushrooms, minced meat, onions are stir-fried in butter, and then slowly roasted with light cream, and the milky salted mushrooms are fresh, with a piece of cut French long stick, and the cushion of the stomach is no better.
If you come to France and don't taste snails, those fat people's plane tickets are really bought for nothing. Without the small and fine amount of the first two dishes, the red wine baked snails on the third course are really not small, and the French snails of half a catty are filled with a whole plate.
After a few days of refrigeration and marinating in a sauce made of herbs, butter and red wine, the snail meat can be roasted in the oven for a few minutes, and a large piece of snail meat can be put into the mouth with a special snail fork, the meat is tender and smooth, the fresh herbs and rich red wine overflow in the mouth, the wine is not intoxicating Everyone is drunk, drunk with food, drunk with beautiful scenery.
The final dessert is also very Parisian, with a rich and refreshing taste of white custard like white jade full of texture, paired with sweet and sour berry jam; The colorful macarons are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, with the toughness of almonds and the chewiness of the inner layer just right, vanilla, lemon, cheese, and all kinds of flavors of macarons.
After enjoying the food, enjoying the beautiful scenery and resting for a while, Ah Hua drove the group to the center of Paris, the center of France - the Arc de Triomphe.
In the third century B.C., Rome unified the entire Apennine Peninsula, and two hundred years later, the city of Rome became the political, economic and cultural center of the Roman Empire.
In Paris, all roads lead to the Arc de Triomphe. Twelve roads 40 to 120 meters wide, radial in shape, are the backbone of the entire Parisian traffic, like the stars and the moon, setting off the majestic Arc de Triomphe.
As the largest round arch in the world, the wall around the Arc de Triomphe has four groups of large-scale reliefs on the theme of war: "Expedition", "Victory", "Peace" and "Resistance". The names of the 386 generals and 96 victories who followed Napoleon's expeditions are engraved on the door, and the history of French warfare between 1792 and 1815 is engraved on the door.
What is less known is that there is actually an elevator inside the Arc de Triomphe, which leads to a small historical museum, where Li Le and the others spent half an hour and learned about Napoleon's life in a rough way:
Emergent and emergent; promulgating the Code of Law and crowning Emperor; The Battle of the Three Emperors defeated Russia; Fight hard against the Rhine and make a comeback; The final battle, the death of the island.
Napoleon, who defeated the emperor with a million soldiers and fought all his life, is now lying alone in the coffin of the Invalides in Paris on the Seine, but the triumphal arch he ordered to build is still standing in the center of Paris, silently watching the wind and rain of the two-hundred-year empire.
Success or failure turns empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.