My “social protest alcohol-fast” is going well. Although, I must admit that everything seems less interesting sober. On the bright side, I realize now that I’m too cheap to ever be a alcoholic.
The great thing about detoxing in Paris is you save a ton of money. This is opposed to say Prague, where you’d end up paying more for water than beer. Besides, Paris is a beautiful city and has loads more to offer than alcohol. When you work on a cruise ship, you realize the only recreational activities at sea are watching TV, eating rice or getting drunk. So people invariably become alcoholics. At least in Paris, you can also admire beautiful buildings and gawk at hipsters in their natural habitat.
Apparently in Paris, the cheapest restaurants are the Asian ones. So we’ve visited a Vietnamese, Thai and Japanese restaurant so far. The Vietnamese and Japanese have been good possibly to the quality of what you can find in Toronto and Vancouver. I love eating big soupy bowls of Pho and Ramen. But that could also be because I’ve never been to Vietnam or Japan. The Thai however didn’t taste like anything I had in Thailand. In fact, it was so uninspired that I wondered if the chef had been forced to leave Thailand, out of disgrace. This is the curse of traveling – once you’ve tasted the real thing, it’s hard to settle for a poor facsimile. That’s why I’ll probably never want to eat a burrito outside of USA/Canada. Or Malaysian food outside of Malaysia. Or pies outside of New Zealand. So I guess the best thing when long-term traveling is to eat local or just cook.
We did go to a French restaurant the other day but I opted against getting anything. I’ve tried escargot before and it was okay. It’s kind of like chicken except rubbery and salty, so more like a salted, rubber chicken. Someone got steak tartare and it looked interesting. But to be honest, I didn’t care to try it. End of the day, the food you eat is just the fuel you choose for your body. I tried grasshoppers once in Thailand and found that it tasted exactly how I had expected – shit. So after that I decided that food doesn’t always need to be an expedition. I’m happy with baguettes and cheese as my introduction to local French cuisine.
Do you get fussy about food once you’ve tried the “real thing”?