So, if you go to the "galette," go with a Parisian or some of the students of the Quarter; but if you must go alone-keep your eyes on the band.
"The Real Latin Quarter"
F. Berkeley Smith
Boiling water was a difficulty-milk, cider, good bread and butter, cheese we could always find-sometimes a galette, but a kettle and boiling water were entirely out of their habits.
"My First Years As A Frenchwoman, 1876-1879"
Mary King Waddington
Vollon paints the Moulin de la galette on Montmartre as it was in 1865; Troyon spreads out St. Cloud.
"A Wanderer in Paris"
E. V. Lucas