You can get roast duck at a pub there that melts in your mouth.

And what's that little hotel near the statue of Joan of Arc, Jenks, where they still have decent wine ?" Peter was not to learn yet awhile, for at that moment the little door opened and a waiter looked in.

"Breakfast, gentlemen ?" he asked.
"Oh, no," said Jenks.

"Waiter, I always bring some rations with me; I'll just take a cup of coffee." The man grinned.

"Right-o, sir," he said.