It's still cold here and warm chestnuts in your hand are still welcome. I love them. The scent of roasted chestnuts instantly conjures up wintry streets in Paris where I always bought them.
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STEAK-FRITES
Ok, these are small frieds potatoes, not really 'frites, ' but the flank steak with gorgonzola sauce was to die for. Vive la France...
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I can only recall these vendors around Christmas.
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