We had a long, lingering lunch at Le Petit Bofinger after wandering through Le Marais. We arrived at the tail end of their lunch rush, and soon had the back dining room to ourselves. We opted for their prix fixe menu, and I’m sorry that I was too shy to take a photo of my salad – a very dignified older French couple were seated at the table next to us at the time. However, it was a beautiful salad of tomatoes, bocconcini and basil, drizzled with pesto. Absolute bliss.