What's my rush? Why don't I stop and smell the roses -- or at least ogle the stained glass? It's not that I'm uninterested in art, architecture, theater, music or other cultural touchstones of a place as rich as the City of Light. Far from it. But my primary interest commands too much of my attention, and I'm trying to pack it all in.
I skip most of the must-sees because I'm headed for the must-eats.