Plenty of little stories from our Paris trip over Labor Day weekend, but only comment for now is that we ate at arguably the best fallafel place in the world (last picture), L'As du Fallafel in le Marais neighborhood. May sound like a bold statement, but even my far less hyperbolic wife will back this up. And considering there was a line down the street to order them from the take away window plus the restaurant inside was beyond packed, this isn't a unique view. Better than anything we've ever had in Chicago, New York, or even Israel. If you go to Paris, go to 34 Rue des Rosiers. You will not regret it.
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