Sunday Lunch

Almost another Uncle Albert day, i.e. not a bloody thing done, except we did get up the necessary inertia to go to lunch.  However even that got a bit deflected.
We wanted to go to this little seafood bistro that sits in the shadow of the Tour Montparnasse, so Deb looked it up online to make sure that it was open.  So we caught a combination of bus, RER train, and Metro down to a stop nearby and had a 5 minute walk over to the bistro.  When we got there it was shut up tight so either their website is wrong or Deb misinterpreted the days they're closed.  Either way they were closed, but as luck would have it the mother ship restaurant is right next door and they were open.  So it's a lot more elegantly decorated and the prices are somewhat higher, but the alternative was going into a frantic search mode at 2:00pm on Sunday.  So we went in and it ably met our basic requirements.  The owner is a renowned oyster grower from lower Brittany whose has a very good reputation.  He deserves it!
I had a plate of oysters on half-shell for an appetiser while Deb had Calamari frits, both yummy. Then Deb had a poached Cod and I had grilled Lieu for the main course, they were perfectly cooked. Tender and flaky but not dry in any way.   I couldn't resist a Paris-Brest for dessert.
After our lunch we walked back towards the apartment along one of our bus lines looking at the lively shops along the Rue de Rennes, then caught a bus back to the apartment.  There was a specialty chocolate shop that had nice displays, these are chocolate 'Buche de Noel" on offer.