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Paris Once More

Bonjour from Paris, mes amis! I am so happy to be back in my apartment and soon to be back in my bed for a full night’s sleep (hear that, jet lag?). We made a salad for dinner, gathered a fresh baguette and some cheese and (duh) butter, and opened a tasty red wine. Now I am in my jammies, burning my favorite French candle and hoping to publish this post without any mistakes, in spite of my fuzzy-headed fatigue.

I went on a wonderful walk late this afternoon, which is the only way to survive one’s first day in Paris. The evening shadows were already growing long at 4:30, and I got to watch the sky glow with color as the sun disappeared. It was cold but not wet; the crowds were happy; and Paris still is festive in her holiday finery.


I walked toward the Champs -Elysées and was happily surprised that the Christmas market was still buzzing with activity and redolent with the delicious smells of spiced wine, waffles, and churros.

love a Christmas red coat!

love a Christmas red coat!



The biggest problem with hot spiced wine, besides the fact that it often tastes like hot cough syrup, is how to drink it while walking in a crowd.

The biggest problem with hot spiced wine, besides the fact that it often tastes like hot cough syrup, is how to drink it while walking in a crowd.

A selfie stick- as seen on TV. And in every place around the world where tourists are.

A selfie stick- as seen on TV. And in every place around the world where tourists are.

After a short walk through the market, I couldn’t take it any more and so I crossed the Champs- Elysées at the Grand Palais and walked to the ever-popular Alexandre bridge. While there I snapped the Eiffel Tower in shades of lavender.


From the other side you can see the ferris wheel at at the Tuileries.

From the other side you can see the ferris wheel at the Tuileries.

And then this happened and I swear to you it wasn't intentional. I'm sorry.

And then this happened and I swear to you it wasn’t intentional. I’m sorry.


After crossing the bridge I walked along the river toward the Musee d’Orsay.




Hello Orangerie through the bare trees.

I remembered to look behind me and loved these pinks.

I remembered to look behind me and loved these pinks.

After crossing back over the river I was in the Tuileries at dusk.


Back through the crowded market toward home

Back through the crowded market toward home

The Grand Palais was lit in blue for a big exhibition for which there was a very long line.



Barbie got a mini for Christmas!

Barbie got a mini for Christmas!

window in a chocolate shop near my apartment

window in a chocolate shop near my apartment

The florist near me was finished with Christmas and was moving on to tulips. I’m all for that.


And now I get to go to sleep. I’m all for that, too.

Bon soir, my friends!


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Mystery Salon Revealed

I once knew a woman who, after seeing this movie, swore I looked just like Juliette.  Anybody else see it?  Yeah-  don’t worry- I don’t either.  Just thought I’d throw that out there.  Anyway….

I had to delay writing this post because the response to my  challenge  to guess the theme of  my next salon visit was so overwhelming it crashed my server. (Really?  Not one comment ?  What am I paying you people for???)

As you have probably surmised, it was the celebrated Salon du Chocolat!  I am not really such a huge chocolate fan.  Given the choice, I’ll opt for a fruit cobbler or a cooked pudding over chocolate every time.   But I must say that I thoroughly enjoyed  all the samples handed my way at the salon, and there were a lot of them.  Some of you would have been in chocolate nirvana.

I took sooooo many pictures and had such a hard time trying to pick which ones to share, I am just going to put them in here as a slideshow.  You might not want to watch it if you’re hungry.  Or on a diet.  Or whatever.

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Wasn’t that cool?  I loved the chocolate sculptures.  Only Paris would have chocolate fashion.

I had a hard time choosing what to bring home to Sawyer  Mark and Martha, but settled on an array of flavored chocolate cubes on sticks, to be deposited in cups of steaming milk on cold Paris nights.  Yum.

Sawyer was picked up by his own personal driver this morning to go out to the farm where he will be staying for the next week while we go on vacation to the Amalfi coast.  I know he will be glad to be out of this apartment and out running free.  He is getting a bit fed up with this city living.

These boots were made for walking, dammit, not lying on the floor.

I’m not taking my laptop with me, but I’ll be taking my camera for future posts.

Y’all come back now.

Ya hear?

Oops- can't forget this little lovely!


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Mexican Food In Paris? Non! Si!

So- what was your first clue that I had a great day?

How did I happen upon this little South of the Border oasis, you ask?  Well- today was one of those rare Paris days when one could wear a light-weight , long-sleeved cotton shirt and be perfectly comfortable with no jacket of any kind.  It was so gorgeous I knew I needed a field trip, particularly after it became clear that my not-so-handy handyman was not going to show up yet again.  (So what if my parents are coming to visit on Sunday and right now their bed is covered in the curtains that need to be hung in their room?  And yes, we have been eating supper in the dark because the light fixture for the dining room is still in a wooden crate in the corner.  I could go on , but this post is about why today was wonderful, so I’ll spare you the boring details of my rage.) I decided to go in search of what I thought was a grocery store that carried hard- to -find ingredients for Mexican food.  It was close to the Sorbonne, which is one of my favorite areas, so it was a perfect destination for this amazingly beautiful day.

Although kind of a pain to get to on the metro, this neighborhood is an easy ride on the bus.  And since we all know that I am now the Boss of the Bus, that’s what I did.  I caught it by my building and changed just across the river.  Here is the view from that bus stop.

Not a bad place to wait two minutes for a bus.

The next bus drove down Blvd. St. Germain, which was particularly lovely today.  I got off in front of the Cluny museum (which I haven’t yet been inside but will when the weather turns bad) and then strolled along the boulevard.  I was relieved to see that Paris has a location of Claire’s.  We send all our best stores over here, I guess.

Whew. So good to know.

Continuing, what should I see but this enormous chocolate gorilla?  A heck of a lot better sight than Claire’s.

After a few wrong turns I reach my final destination.  Mexi and Co. is a tiny but tres cute Mexican cafe, which also happens to have some cans and jars of things like peppers, mole, beans, hot sauce (not salsa),  and taco sauce for sale.  I was  happy that I hadn’t eaten lunch yet, because I was so thrilled to fill my stomach that it didn’t matter that there was nothing I wanted to fill my shopping bag with.

Too bad the car is blocking view of the four bright pink tables on the sidewalk, which were, sadly, full.

a ceiling befitting of a Mexican eatery, si?

The painted part is the back of a built -in banquette on the back side of the tables. No doubt more comfortable than the stools on the other side!

Pretty red door providing peek of pink tables.

As you  can probably glean from the photos, the place is about as big as your dining room.  There was festive Latin music playing, which made me feel right at home.  One woman was serving and cooking for the 15 or more of us who eventually were there at one time.  Here is what I ordered:

Starter of chips and guacamole.

Beef burrito

These two dishes and  a beer comprised the lunch special, which was a bargain at 10 euros.  The food was not as spicy as I would have liked (the French wouldn’t eat it if it had any kick to it at all), but was good and was a nice change from the usual restaurant offerings.  There was a margarita on the menu (6 euros) but I saved it for next time.  Here is the food side of the menu.

So even though I didn’t buy a thing to take home, I was very satisfied with today’s field trip.  I can’t wait to take family and other Tex-pats- I think they will be pleasantly surprised and will welcome a little flavor from home.  Maybe I”ll sneak in some pickled jalapeno in a zip lock bag, just to spice it up a bit.

On the way home I passed by this place. I’ll have to ask Mark if we have any cousins here.

If we're ever full here, perhaps you can stay there.

Just around the corner from the metro I was taking home was this little monument, surrounded by a green square full of people enjoying the sunshine.  I love the blue accents.

How's that for a Paris sky?

Finally, I want to share a little metro mood music with you.  The station I used to catch the metro home is so big that one kind of needs a rest  stop on the way to one’s platform.  These kids were gathering quite a crowd.  I managed to escape the smiling man who was peddling their CD.  I did throw them a euro, though.

I can’t even tell you how long it took to upload that little video, so you must each watch it again, even if you didn’t really like it the first time.  I mean it.

Have a good weekend, mes amies.  You may have better Mexican food, but I bet you won’t find a chocolate gorilla for dessert!


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