We checked into a hotel in Dijon that was clean and tidy, but rather old. Notably, the elevator was epic and about the size of my closet at home, with a door you had to open and close manually. We put our luggage down and headed out to do a little exploring. 
There’s a small palace of sorts in this town, and quaint cobblestone streets that looked convincingly moody in the rainy weather. We located a Subway, a McDonalds, an H&M, a Claire’s, and several other establishments reminiscent of America. There were lots of local French stores too, like one that just sells mustard, but nothing was really open.
After an hour or so of ambling through the twisting streets, we settled into a restaurant called l’Imprimerie. The interior design was awesome, with old books lining every wall, an old-fashioned printing press in the middle, and fake newspaper hanging from the ceiling.
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| Baked Potato |
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| Escargots |
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| French Onion Soup |
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| Beef Tartare |
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| Coconut and Chocolate Ice Cream |
1 comment:
YUM.
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