After the Rodin Museum, we had lunch at a Moroccan restaurant on the other side of Les Invalides. The couscous was fine but not outstanding (which is unfortunate, because I love a good couscous). Fortunately, I got the merguez, which was tasty enough; Amanda, I think, was disappointed with her lamb — but the restaurant didn’t have any of the other meats that were on the menu.
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