It might sound silly, but one of my favorite Paris experiences when I visited last February was eating a crepe under the Eiffel Tower.
There was a tiny crepe cart that I stumbled on in the park near the tower. And, when I say tiny, I mean tiny – enough room for one person and two crepe skillets.
The line was pretty long, and it was raining, but they were well worth it. Of all the other crepes I ate, none of them tasted this good.