Joyeuses Pâques!


Easter is all about chocolate bunnies and pastels! Although France is limited on jelly beans, they sure have an ample amount of chocolate and of course sweet, sweet pastries!  Any patisserie in 1st, 6th or 7th will surely not disappoint!  I hope everyone has a great Sunday which you can really fêter since the 1st is Easter Monday, yet another day-off in France!  
I got a kick out of French psalms (pictured) last Sunday. 

Joyeuses Pâques!

photo by: a50lbwardrobeEaster is all about chocolate bunnies and pastels! Although France is limited on jelly beans, they sure have an ample amount of chocolate and of course sweet, sweet pastries!  Any patisserie in 1st, 6th or 7th will surely not disappoint!  I hope everyone has a great Sunday which you can really fêter since the 1st is Easter Monday, yet another day-off in France!
I got a kick out of French psalms (pictured) last Sunday.

Passé

Paris lives in the past. Their modernism is lacking; when compared to New York, London, Berlin, etc. With the exception of their culinary arts it’s hard to find fresh innovation in Paris. Don’t get me wrong, I live for l’Orchestre de Paris concerts at le Louvre.  And I love going to la Coupole to see Picasso’s art or feel like I’m Audrey Hepburn and Coco Chanel when getting a pick-me-up at Angelina’s. But that’s just it; Paris is one big museum with  plaques describing every other building’s significance…just yesterday I found out a famous poet died in my building!  Paris is full of Gil Penders from W. Allen’s Midnight in Paris (myself included).    

Passé

photo by: a50lbwardrobeParis lives in the past. Their modernism is lacking; when compared to New York, London, Berlin, etc. With the exception of their culinary arts it’s hard to find fresh innovation in Paris. Don’t get me wrong, I live for l’Orchestre de Paris concerts at le Louvre.  And I love going to la Coupole to see Picasso’s art or feel like I’m Audrey Hepburn and Coco Chanel when getting a pick-me-up at Angelina’s. But that’s just it; Paris is one big museum with  plaques describing every other building’s significance…just yesterday I found out a famous poet died in my building!  Paris is full of Gil Penders from W. Allen’s Midnight in Paris (myself included).

Did you say all you can eat…in Paris?

photo by: a50lbwardrobeMichelin star winning chef, Thierry Faucher , has opened up another restaurant.   This time in the picturesque Paris suburb of Châtillon. A new concept to the French, Le Barbezingue has family-style seating, mixed matched plates and casserole dishes everywhere! Don’t see something you like on your table pas de soucis just take it from the table across the room! New timers are surprised but quickly catch on. Just off line 13 plus a 6 minute bus ride, its totally worth the experience. Best part: home style French food, with without tourists.  Everything including their sparkling water and condiments are made in house. Come in the summer time and enjoy their deck!

When seated at the table d’hôte  22,50 € gets you all you can eat of the following:

  • variety of appetizers (including 2-3 homemade foie gras, fresh and pickled vegetable)
  • soup du jour
  • plats du jour (most often meat) with starches
  • a BOX of cheeses to try (best camembert in France)
  • dozens of desserts (the gâteaux are dry but their wine-plums, fresh fruit, custards etc… are delicious)
  •  The bread baskets are massive and never go empty.

 What a steal.

Le Barbezingue
14 Bvld. de la Liberté
92320 Châtillon
Metro : Châtillon-Montrouge, Bus 194, 195, 295 Paul Bert
01.49.85.83.50

International [ ] Day

Photo by: a50lbwardrobeUnless I hadn’t been on google.com, I wouldn’t know 1/2 of the celebrations or anniversaries that go on during the year; that is until I started living in a metropolis city.  With so many cultures and people in Paris, there’s always a celebration going on. My new favorite holidays that are now in my calendar are the following:  Woman’s Day (08.03) Jour du Macaron (20.03) , and Crêpe Day (02.02).  I have been served complimentary champagne, crêpes and I made a don  to cystic fibrosis and received a macaron from the king of patisseries, Pierre Hermé.  Charity was never so sweet!

The life I’ve chose.

Photo by: a50lbwardrobePeople ask me if I get homesick.  I haven’t been able to really think about it. The French runaround keeps me busy and I’m exhausted to think about things which I can’t readily fix.  I get nostalgic from time to time, but that’s what telephones are for.  I’m only a (free) phone call away from hearing a voice of a loved one, the connection is crystal clear so it seems that I’m only a few miles rather than 4,528 miles away.  (Plus, I feel like I’m in Kansas when the Tin Man hangs out in my arrondissement.)

Tea Parties.

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When I was a little girl, playing tea party was my favorite. And now, as a grown woman, I’mhaving actual tea parties; or afternoon rendez-vous avec le chocolat chaud. I love the salon de thés in Paris. I feel ever-so proper when meeting a friend at these elegant establishments. At times, Paris feels like you are living in an imaginary world, with all its grandeur that it has to offer.  If you have a free afternoon in Paris go to:

Jaques Genin

133 Rue de Turenne, 75003

Metro: Filles du Calvaire

(be prepared to wait 45 min or more for a table)

Color is your friend.

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Ok I get it. The French don’t wear color.  However, on every corner, there’s a Gap with bright colored jeans and preppy sweaters; who buys the colorful clothing?  Non-French tourists, I suppose. Being a professional freelance musician, I have way more black in my American wardrobe then a gothic queen; I have 5 black dresses and 2 black skirts in my very limited wardrobe in Paris. But from time to time, I like to look like a classy-chic rainbow bright. The French FREAK OUT when they see me, so I try to suppress these urges.  I have a long red winter coat as well, and I see a few other red coats around, so I’m not making such a faux pas. But alas, not a week goes by when I get “Regarde! c’est la petite chaperon rouge!”. Maybe because I am young, they hassle…I wish the French weren’t so chromatophobic.

Focusing

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I can always think of something better to do than get headaches from remembering if militarie is feminine or masculine for my Masters thesis. I try locking myself up in my studio apartment which works  until I remember that I have internet (I went without it for 8 weeks…).  A great cozy café to get work done and get your caffeine intake is Café Coutume. I’ve talked about it here before. It’s really the best coffee in town.  They roast their own beans in house, plus other serious coffee shops roast here as well. It’s on a quite street so you aren’t that distracted to people watch.  They have wifi, but I’ve never used it. And for all of you lactose intolerants out there— they offer soy milk, so you can have your latte and drink it to.