Day 211: Scenes from a French Restaurant.

Séb is starting to call me Black Swan because of my constant craving for chicken, he's ready for me to turn into one. The perfect night of picking up a poulet rôti, a side of well-done roasted potatoes and bottle of Bordeaux never gets played out and has become my comfort food here in Paris.
Taking a break from what is now called "chickytime" and to celebrate the holidays, Séb invited me to his favorite restaurant in the 14th, La Régalade for typical French cuisine, good conversation and flowing champagne. Here are some of the highlights from our feast:
Coquilles Saint Jacques
To ensure that my jeans won't fit after the holidays,How about a cream based bacon and crouton soup?
It was well worth every calorie.
Squid Ink Fruits de Mer Risotto
And for dessert... A sinful tub of rice pudding 
with a side of salted butter caramel.
Like my ass need any more lumps...
La Régalade49, avenue Jean Moulin75014, Paris