My last post covered the food on my flight to Paris---enough to keep me going but nothing more. U was transferring at CDG so I didn't have time for a leisurely breakfast. I first grabbed a pain au chocolate at one vendor but it was both small and not very buttery. So when I made it to my gate area, I headed for an old favorite, La Brioche Doree.
My sandwich was called Me Metro as I recall: ham, cheese, and butter on a small baguette. (The little pig on the sign confirmed my grasp if French.) C'est marvellieux!