A simple prune

I am struck by the everyday occurrences in Paris that can give such pleasure. I was at the Popincourt open air market which is on Richard Lenoir, and there is a vendor of dried fruits, olives, and herbs that I love.


This time, after giving me my favorite “soleil” mix (for cocktail hour– nuts and various sweet bits that is highly addictive with a glass of wine), he asked, as they always do, “Et avec ceci?” (“And with that?” The question is to see what else you would like to buy). My normal answer would be “C’est tout, merci.“- “That’s all, thanks”), but this time, I hesitated and he then pointed to a container of prunes.  He said they were delicious and some of the best you can get in France. Seemed like a big claim.

Don’t get me wrong. I like prunes. I just don’t eat them very often. I’ve always liked them, but it’s not something I think of buying at home. But I thought to myself, “Why not? They look plumper and juicier than any prunes I’ve had at home.” So I said okay to 200 grams (about a dozen).

WOW. These prunes have NOTHING in common with those at home. True to the way they looked, they were juicy and really delicious. It was like having a really good plum, but in the middle of winter!

Now he had me intrigued, and he knew it. I’ve decided I will now ask each time for a new recommendation. I can’t wait till Friday!

Parc Rives De Seine- the newest park in Paris

Paris has, in recent years, been trying to reduce private car traffic in the city and thereby reduce pollution. Two specific transportation decisions have been 1) creating special bus/taxi lanes (to encourage usage of public transportation), and 2) the establishment of Velib (shared bicycles) stands throughout Paris. In addition, Paris has made the decision to physically close some streets entirely and repurpose them. Three years ago, Paris converted the road that ran along the Seine along the Left Bank into a park and it has been highly successful. It is estimated that there have been over four million visitors to that park.

On April 2, 2017, Paris opened the Right Bank equivalent park.

As you can see, it’s a wide open area for people  to stroll, sit, and relax. I didn’t even know it existed, but instead discovered it looking down off of one of the bridges.

There are sets of swings for kids, and also this clever area for small children to run around:

There are pop-up restaurants for light fare and drinks (look how clever they were using old crates):

With the sun shining and 80 degrees, it’s the perfect place to be lazy on a Sunday!

For more information, here’s a helpful website: https://en.parisinfo.com/discovering-paris/sustainable-tourism-in-paris/the-new-parc-rives-de-seine


Frederic Bazille– have you heard of him?

Frederic Bazille was from an upper middle class family and was pursuing medical studies. His “hobby” was painting, and he went, in 1862, to Paris to the studio of a painter, Charles Gleyre, where he met Claude Monet, Pierre Renoir and Alfred Sisley. With them (and others like Edouard Manet), he created paintings that were inspired by daily life, but challenged the artistic method “norms” of the day. The work they did was the start of the Impressionist movement.

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I was fortunate to have found, and attend, an exhibit at the Musee D’Orsay in February on his work, and now it is in Washington, DC at the National Gallery of Art.  https://www.nga.gov/content/ngaweb/exhibitions/2017/frederic-bazille-and-the-birth-of-impressionism.html.

One fun aspect of this exhibit is that it has several still life paintings that are hung side by side by different artists. This proximity offers us a chance to compare the artists’ differing techniques and each’s vision of the objects themselves.

If you are wondering  why you have not seen his paintings in previous Impressionist exhibits, I think it’s because there are not very many paintings by him. Unfortunately, just prior to his 29th birthday, Bazille was killed in the Franco-Prussian War. Who knows what additional treasures he would have produced?




Fondation Louis Vuitton– the Tchoukine Exhibit was a MARVEL

There was an incredible exhibit at the Fondation Louis Vuitton that ran from October of 2016 to March of 2017. It was a collection of 130 Impressionist paintings that had belonged toTchoukine, an amazing patron of the arts in his day. This was the first time that these paintings had been out of Russia and shown in Paris and it offered a chance to see paintings by known artists, but pieces not seen since their creation.

IMG_6744 Do you recognize this artist? It’s Van Gogh, but a painting you’ve never seen.

The exhibit was fascinating, but the museum is equally interesting. It’s located in the Bois de Boulougne and opened in October of 2014. It was designed by Frank Gehry, which means its design is the embodiment of whimsy. I will admit that I am not always a fan of Frank Gehry’s architecture, but this building is fantastic.

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These are various photos from inside the museum. The roof and ceiling are enormous “wings” of color that overlap to create a kaleidoscope of color. The water feature at the entrance is mesmerizing, with the constant, gentle flow of water over its many layers. It gave me the same hypnotic feeling I get when watching waves crashing at the beach. Everything about the building is designed to be an expression of art and creativity.


You can get there on the metro using the Number 1 line, and getting off at Les Sablons. There is a one kilometer walk from there (about 7/10 of a mile) within the Bois de Boulogne, a beautiful park. GO!

Clean clothes anyone? A Practical Tip for Life in Paris

Okay, let me give fair warning right here that this is not a post about a new museum or a new restaurant. It’s about something more practical. Laundry. Yes, if you stay in Paris for a long enough stretch, you will need to clean some clothes, right?

In my case, I was having a minor dryer crisis, so I needed to learn how to use the local “Laverie Libre Service.”  Turns out there is one close by. The sign on the outside says it’s open 7 days a week, from 7:30 to 22:00 (10:00 PM). I found a big, old IKEA plastic bag, filled it with sheets, towels and clothes, and headed out.

It was a Sunday, and there were a variety of people already inside, who nodded politely as I entered. I realized that many people probably don’t have a washer/dryer in their apartments and this is therefore a standard part of their weekend itinerary.

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Okay, so I approached the machines, trying to look confident. I could figure this out, right?

The sign above the machines pretty much spelled out the process, but I was still thankful that the woman filling the machine next to mine walked me through the steps. First, put clothes into the washing machine. Makes sense. Next, add detergent. Luckily, I had thought to bring my own soap from home (a little tablet). This is where the assistance helped, to make sure I put the soap in the appropriate little drawer on the top of the machine. Okay, now you select which cleaning cycle you want (basically from very hot (80 degrees celsius and 50 minutes) for whites, to cool (30 degrees and 30 minutes for wool). The next step is the part that was different from my past experiences in the US, though I will admit it’s been years since I used a public laundromat. Actually, the last time was in college. At that time, you had to be sure you had a roll of quarters and dimes to insert into the machine.

Here, there was nowhere to put money in the machine itself. Instead, you make note of the number on your machine and then go to the payment station (third picture above). You input the number of your machine, then pay the amount it requests. I can’t remember the exact amount but I think it was 2-3 euros for one load. Then you can go run other errands while the machine does its thing, because, as my new “friend” pointed out, the washing machines are locked shut (to prevent stupid people from opening them and flooding the space I’m sure) so no one could come and steal your laundry (though, honestly, would someone do that anyway?).

Then, once that finishes, you move your clothes and towels and sheets to one of the dryers and again, you input the number of the machine and your money into the payment station. Here is where I learned a good tip. My “friend” told me that the drying cycle is not really long enough to thoroughly dry the items, so you can immediately re-enter the machine number and pay a 2nd time to lengthen the cycle. The dryers don’t lock, like the washing machines, so you need to bring your book to occupy you while you stand around for the 30-40 minutes waiting for your items to dry.

Voila! I felt like such a local! Laundry all washed and dried and back into the giant IKEA bag.

Now comes the best part of the whole day/experience. On my way back to the apartment,  I passed, two doors down, “Le Petit Falafel.” The space inside appeared to be only as wide as the sign above the door announcing the name. There was a tiny copy of the menu hanging on the door, and after a quick glance (it was noon and I was starving), I had the brilliance to open the door, allowing a waft of pure yumminess to emerge. The two tiny tables were already occupied, so I got a falafel sandwich “a emporter” (to go). There was a tiny counter and glass case, where you could see all of the very fresh-looking ingredients, two very nice gentlemen, and a fryer. Ten minutes later, I was leaving with what turned out to be a DELICIOUS sandwich for 6 euros. A DEAL for sure.

A successful day all the way around.


Burial Place for the Kings of France– Bet you haven’t visited it!

Have you heard of the Basilica of Saint Denis? I recently had the enormous pleasure of discovering this incredible building, thanks to my friend Rachel, who had seen a description of it on a British show “The Art of France” on BBC 4. http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b08cgq7f

It is located in the northern suburb of Saint Denis, perhaps better known today for the Stade de France soccer stadium. It is an easy metro ride, with a direct stop on the Line 13, and the cost to get there by metro is the standard 1.90 Euro ticket for anywhere within Paris itself.

This building was originally built in the 5th century, and then in the 12th century, became a masterpiece of Gothic art. Suger, the Abbot of Saint Denis at the time, rebuilt it using new architectural techniques, including the rose window and cross-ribbed vaulted ceiling.

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This building contains more than 70 headstones, including Catherine de Medici and Lous XVI. There is no charge to enter the main Basilica, but there is a charge of 9 euros to go back to look at the headstones. Believe me when I tell you that it is well worth both the time and the money to see them. The carvings are incredibly detailed:

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There was more work done on the building in the 13th century under “Saint Louis” (Louis XIV), then the Abbey fell into decline under the Revolution (1789-1799). It was then restored in the 19th century by Viollet-le-Duc.

You can buy tickets using this link or simply go to the Basilica and buy them there.



Not your usual afternoon activity in Paris

Okay, you’ve been to the Eiffel Tower, you’ve been to Notre Dame, you’ve been to the Louvre. It’s raining and gray outside, and your hotel room is the size of a postage stamp. You need to escape, but to somewhere not overrun with tourists just like you. Why not see a movie?

I’m not talking about seeing whatever’s playing at the theaters at home. I’m talking about going back in time. How about going to see “Anatomy of a Murder,” with Jimmy Stewart, from 1959? Or “Ace in the Hole,” with Kirk Douglas, from 1951?

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My husband and I have found that one of our favorite pastimes on those gray, rainy days, is to pick up the latest copy of “L’officiel des spectacles” at any newspaper kiosk for the cost of one euro, and peruse the listings to see what’s on tap that week. It comes out once a week, on Wednesdays, and has all the current listings for theater, movies, museums expositions, and concerts in and around Paris.

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Maybe you’re a Hitchcock fan? Or Billy Wilder? Or? Paris still has some tiny theaters that show these old classics in “vo”, or version originale, with subtitles. That means that you can enjoy it, even though your French language abilities are not up to snuff.

The theaters are mostly on the Left Bank, in the 5th and 6th arrondisements, which is the Latin Quarter. When you pick up your guide, look under “Cinema.” It first lists the new movies, then has listings by arrondisement, which are the “neighborhoods” that Paris is divided into. Look under the 5th and 6th.

Now comes the tricky part. The titles are not always what they seem. Sometimes, they just use the American title, but sometimes they have translated it. “Sueurs Froides” is one that is showing this week, for instance. I have NO idea what that is in English, so I open my “cheat sheet” which is a French film site like IMDB, called AlloCine,  http://www.allocine.fr/film/. When you type in the French name, it shows you that its American name is “Vertigo,” by Hitchcock. Another one showing this week is  “Sur les quais” which is “On the Waterfront.”

One of our favorites that we saw a couple of years ago was “From Here to Eternity” with Burt Lancaster. We had seen the “beach” scene, like anyone who is a movie buff, but never the whole movie and it was really good.

Don’t expect HDMI or screens that are 20 feet across. It’s more like 30 seats and a screen that is a little bigger than some of the mega screens available for home use today, but it’s a great experience!

Oh, and did I mention? Sorry, no popcorn. You’ll just have to go find a cafe afterward and have a coffee, while watching the world go by.

There are worse fates.



One of the Best Views of Paris that you didn’t know existed

One of my missions in Paris is to find incredible views of the city in unusual places. This last trip I visited somewhere I had never been before and what a pleasant surprise. The rooftop at the Galleries Lafayette store. Have you ever been there?

I’m sure many of you have been to the store itself, which is well worth a visit for the architecture, even if you don’t care about buying anything.

IMG_5144This building was built in 1912 on Boulevard Haussmann by Theophile BADER and his cousin, Alhonse KAHN, who opened a store at the corner of Rue LaFayette and Chausée D’Antin in 1895, and then purchased the building it was in, as well as those around it, to build this beautiful Art Nouveau structure.

Okay, so it’s a cool building and as a department store, it’s incredible as well, with an amazing variety of products and clothing. Just looking at the building itself and the variety of merchandise could fill several hours.

BUT… Don’t stop there. When you’ve had your fill of shopping, take the series of escalators up to the roof.

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Ice Skating at the Eiffel Tower???

It has been WAY too long since I wrote a post, so I have promised myself to get back into the habit of weekly posts. We’ll see how well I do!

On my most recent trip to Paris in February, I was there with a girlfriend and she wanted to go up the Eiffel Tower. As anyone knows who has been to Paris in recent years, it is the one tourist attraction guaranteed to be full of people, and if you want to go up the Tower itself, you will be required to wait in a ridiculously long line. Yes, I know that you can reserve a ticket on-line ahead of time, but even with a reserved ticket, you still have to stand in a line– slightly shorter than the non-reserved line, but it’s often still a hefty wait.

Well, she and I decided that since the line to “walk” up was only 10 people or so, that we would do that. What the heck? We could always stop for breaks if we got tired. So that’s what we did.

The first good news is that is that it actually wasn’t that bad getting to the first level. We did stop once, but otherwise we just went up slowly and steadily. And what a feeling of accomplishment when you come through the opening at the top stair and you have ARRIVED!

And then came the biggest shock of all. What did we find on that first level? A skating rink!! Yes, that’s what I said. An ice-skating rink!

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And though it was chilly, it was very clear and the view was, of course, truly amazing.

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And here is the tricky part– the deep dark secret. Once you get to that first level, there is a ticket booth and you can buy tickets there to go up to the top if you want! No waiting in that huge line down below. So now I have to recommend to you all to plan to walk up to the 1st level, at the least, instead of waiting in that ridiculous line. You won’t regret it!

I’d STILL Rather be in Paris

The events of last Friday have hit me hard, and I am still feeling a bit shell-shocked. I was just in Paris the last two weeks of October, and in particular, I was at the Bataclan on October 23rd, hearing Maceo Parker, a wonderful “funk” saxophonist who played with James Brown back in the day. He’s in his 70s and still going strong. That’s the kind of artist that plays at the Bataclan and why I love that venue so much. It only holds 1,400-1,500 people, so you feel like you are a part of the performance in a way that large venues can never capture.


I’ve seen the Fray there. I’ve seen Peter Frampton there. I know I will see many more artists there over the next few years. Because I am NOT going to change my way of life, and I am NOT going to let this change my passion for all things Parisian. Paris has a soul that cannot be beaten down, and Parisians refuse to be cowed into submission. That is just not how they live life. This article is a wonderful summary of that attitude.


ENJOY YOUR LIFE. LIVE YOUR LIFE. GO TO PARIS AND SIT IN A CAFE AND SAVOR A GLASS OF WINE. And be thankful for your ability to do those things. There are so many wonderful places to discover in Paris, and I am determined to spend my time finding them and writing about them, to encourage you to go find them, too.