I had a dilemma on March 20: to forgo le jour du Macaron and go back to my empty house OR go all the way across town to the Publics Drugstore on the Champs Élysées.
It was late and I hadn’t been home all day…and chez moi sounded pretty great. But, I thought, If could do the normal routine (wake up, go to work, go home etc.) anywhere.
But I live in Paris. I must make the most of this city. So it did. And I’m glad because, Paris at night is beautiful. Plus I got a salted caramel Pierre Hermè.
So my fellow faux-Parisians: remember, we are the luckiest that we are living here, don’t take it for granted!