Paul is sort of everywhere in Paris, and I’m pretty ok with that. This is one of my go-to places when I’m in the City of Lights because it’s inexpensive, reliably delicious, and I know what I’m signing up for. No hidden menu tricks here. You can stop by for breakfast, lunch, or dinner, and there’s going to be something perfect. I love their pastries on the fly, though you can also grab a baguette if you’re looking for a heartier, typically Parisian snack.
The sandwich above is what I brought with me on the train from Paris to Milan. My last Parisian meal, I wanted to make it count. Paul delivered a poppy seed baguette topped with prosciutto — perfect train food, as it can take getting smashed and smushed into my bag, yet still be hearty and filling when I need it later. Not pictured above is the apple tart I got, as that was of a much more delicate composition, and was eaten as soon as I sat down in my seat.
I know when I’m traveling my thoughts on chain restaurants magically change — sometimes I just want the convenience of familiarity, even if it’s sometimes at the expense of local food options. But with Paul I get to have my cake and eat it, too. This is the easy factor I’m looking for from familiarity, yet served with a delicious French flavor.