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1) le Beurre Bordier 2) The sorbet cart at Restaurant le Meurice. I tried the pineapple & lime. Amazing! 3) Weighing truffles 4) Chocolate at Jacques Genin 5) Tartelettes!

1) Smoked garlic 2) I always miss the beauty of the Minervois this time of year 3) Gym? Who needs a gym? 4) Sweet autumn treats 5) The joys of being une flâneuse

...my favorite time of the year.

1) The last of the summer radishes 2) That light. That sky 3) La carte 4) Old maps of  France - I love these! 5) Saucisson 

There are the French and then there are the Parisians . There really is a big difference between the two.* Now of course, I don't (currently) live in Paris, but after spending a considerable amount of time there over the last few years, and especially in the last couple of months, I know that I will never be and probably could never be une vrai Parisienne.  And I'm ok with that. Here are some of the reasons why: 1) I will never be able to master "the pout" properly 2) I don't own the requisite sequined Vanessa Bruno cabas 3) I don't like to lie in the sun 4) I never order  un Perrier menthe 5) I'm (usually) way too punctual 6) I don't smoke 7) I can't find a shade of red lipstick that suits me 8) I'm terrified to ride a bike in Paris 9) I can't get my hair into that messy yet elegant updo (but I wish I could!) 10) I wasn't born there Sometimes when I see young Parisian women walking down the street or sitting in a café, it looks like th...

The train between Bayeux and Paris has become my second third home. I've become so familiar with the route that I know about what time I will lose 3G connection on my phone after leaving the station in Caen, how long it takes to get from the station at Mantes-la-Jolie to Paris and at precisely what time I will see the top of the Eiffel Tower if I glance out the window on the right side of the train. At home I start the day with a big café au lait, cook with a lot of vegetables, avoid weeding the lawn as long as I can, cuddle with my husband and our chihuahua (and try to cuddle with our cat) and probably watch too much TV. In Paris I start my day with a cup of tea or une noisette , eat Thai, Vietnamese and Indian food, snack on cheese and charcuterie, miss my husband, dog and cat and when I'm not trying to be a good house guest, probably spend too much time playing Words With Friends. Eventually, when we find our apartment in Paris, these two worlds will meld together and I wil...

1) The blue hour 2) Summertime 3) Une pause-café 4) Apéro 5) There aren't enough hours in the day