I hate having lots of foreign currency left when I leave a country, don't you? This time I ended up with about 20 Euros by the time I got to my gate at Charles De Gaulle airport. Luckily I was in the fancy new 2E terminal so I had a wide variety of shops waiting for me to blow my remaining wad. It didn't take long to locate the beneficiary of my unwanted cash.
Shining, jewel-like, in a way that said you are going to pay through the nose for the fancy sandwich you are about to buy, was an outlet of Miyou. Miyou is an upscale "sandwicherie" from a famous chef, Guy Martin. The shop was almost Japanese in its sleek minimalist design. There was a lighted display case set in a shiny black wall with a handful of fancy sandwiches in stand-up clear cellophane ziplock bags. It looked more modern art installation than restaurant, that's for sure. I was faced with some tough decisions. I knew I should go all out, but would it be with the foie gras and mango baguette for 15 Euros or with the prawn and pink grapefruit baguette for 8 Euros? In the end, I decided that the mango didn't look quite ripe enough so I went with the prawns. Nice choice! They were perfectly salty with a good snap. The pink grapefruit played off them well and there was baby spinach and butter to marry it all together. (I wish I had a picture to share with you, but I borrowed my mom's camera for the trip and had already given it back.)
Plus, it left me with enough money to blow on sudoku and ken ken books and candy bars for the plane. I left France with 25 centimes. I'm so proud of myself and my wanton spending habits!