One of the foods I love eating while in Paris is frites (what we call French fries, but which are actually Belgian in origin). They’re thicker cut than the fries you’d get at McDonalds, but not so thick that they end up half-raw and soggy, like those served by most U.S. restaurants. I’ve never had bad frites in France — always golden brown and crispy. They’re usually served with sandwiches, like the croque monsieur or croque madame, but also often with duck confit, steak tartare or roasted chicken. Miam!