When the Parkers discovered the dogs ate their Christmas turkey they did what any other tradtional family would do – they went out for Chinese. When Maverik Midget King realized he didn’t have much food in the house, we ate our Christmas meal at a Japanese buffet. Randy and Ralphie Parker would be proud.
A few days later, when we decided to dine out again. We considered several locations and eventually ended up at a Korean barbecue. “It’s kind of interesting that we’ve only gone out to eat twice while in Paris and both restaurants have been Asian,” MiniMe observed. “Parasian,” I advised her.
Turns out eating Asian food is quite common in Paris as of late. In looking at Fodor’s travel blog, specifically the 10 Commanments of Paris Dining, it never mentions Asian food. It does, however, advise against being too familiar (an expectation that the staff will be overly friendly – not a problem we experienced); avoiding awkward requests (for example, asking for ‘traditional French’ food at the Japanese buffet; and trust in the sommelier (it’s a buffet, there is no sommelier).
When in Rome…..