E. Dehillerin has been on my
"go to" list for years.
I'm a big Barefoot Contessa fan...
shipped all of her cookbooks here with me
and Ina talks a lot about how she loves
to buy her kitchen supplies here.
There is a picture of Ina in her
"Barefoot in Paris" cookbook
at Dehillerin and I just had to get there.
I was on a mission to buy a Le Creuset dutch oven
as I did not ship any of my cook/bake ware with me.
We had done some back to school shopping
back in the states at an outlet mall and I thought
hard about just buying one there and carrying it with
me on the plane.
I'd heard that Le Creuset was actually
more expensive here in Paris.
Anyhoo...I didn't end up buying one in the states.
So...lately, I'm missing my dutch oven in the kitchen
and I decided today was the day to make the trek to
E. Dehillerin.
Griffy and I get on the metro..
then the RER
and then can't find our way out of the
HUGE
Chatelet/Les Halles metro station.
I was literally lost inside the station.
We make it outside
and now Griffy is hungry
so of course we stop at a cute little cafe
for lunch.
Refueled,
we walk
and walk
and walk
and then there it is.
I swear there were angels singing in my head.
Ok..
so..
I'm just going to say it...
It didn't really do it for me.
Maybe it's because I had a 3 year old
and a stroller to park
and it was
PACKED
with American tourists
looking for Le Creuset
just like me..
and oh by the way...
they don't sell Le Creuset.
Maybe I just had really
high expectations.
I don't know.
But it's basically like a warehouse.
Yes..they have a really amazing
selection of copper cookware
and any kind of bakeware you could imagine.
But darn it
I wanted a Le Creuset in all the pretty
colors you see in William/Sonoma.
So
I go downstairs and check out
their Staub selection.
And after I get over my
depression of not coming home
with a bright orange Le Creuset..
I buy
this baby.
A red 4.25 qt. Staub.
And I love it.
And tonight..
in honor of Ina..
I made her spaghetti sauce.
Some girls get excited
over Louis Vuitton...
nice cookware does it for me.
It was a good day in Paris.