Over dinner, my family was recounting their time in Paris a few weeks ago. Yours truly had chosen not to go on this trip due to another recent overseas trip (to SXSW) and a pile of deadlines at work.
The hotel receptionist had given my family the wrong directions to the tour agency, so they were late and the bus left without them! However they found an alternative tour which started a few hours later. To pass the time, they went to various shops nearby, then bumped into a Frenchman friend who happened to be back in Paris. He recommended a good place for lunch.
Said my mother, “The restaurant’s name was Costes. C-O-S-T-E-S…”
At which point I shrieked, “COSTES!!!! YOU WENT TO HOTEL COSTES?!?!?!? I HAVE ALL THEIR CDs I LOVE THEIR MUSIC!!!”*
In fact I was just listening some Costes music while working out on my Nike+ iPod nano kit a few hours earlier.
Apparently their food is really, really good too. The prices were high but the food was worth it. There were beautiful people everywhere, dressed in suits. And that was only lunch time, so I can only imagine what it’s like at night.
The next time we go to Paris, I’ll see if I can squeeze in a visit to Costes.
* To be precise, because I have the entire collection of CDs, I didn’t see the point in buying their recent ‘Best of’ CD.