But the sun in her heart.
My plane arrived late and I was the last person at the baggage pick-up but my luggage was a no-show. After filing a report, a nice lady assured me it will be found and returned to my hotel. She asked if I wanted to have a loan of 100€ to buy necessities> I thanked her and said I had a change of clothes and toilettries in my carry-on.
My friend Jean had waited two hours for my late arrival but luckily helped with translating the report for me. I checked in the hotel but my room was not ready so stopped for coffee at the Mairie Cafe shop and returned to shower and change out of my jeans. I headed to an old favorite La Tartine, the oldest wine bar in Paris named after the open-faced sandwiches called tartines. The tartine I ordered had tomato red peppers and eggplant and mozzerella on Poilane bread. The house wine was served in a bottle(yes, a bottle!!)
After wandering around the area I tried to book a few places for dinner but they were complet that night But I found a place around a corner, "Le Fous d'en Face." I was seated on a cozy closed in porch with a floor heater. In a short time, Philippe Llorca started singing as he played the accordian. My waitor suggested I sit inside and enjoy the sing along with a group of regulars who welcomed me. I didn't return to my hotel til adter 1am.
The next day I watched the skaters at Hotel de Ville and than off to the Carnevelet and Picasso musées and the Place des Vognes. Dinner back at Tartine.
This day lunch at Tartine and the Willy Ronis exhibit and dinner at Bofinger. Beside me sat a couple who engaged me in conversation and kept sending me tastes of their various wines. Both were Analysists. He French, she from Nigeria.
In the morning I floated about the city. Unlike my friend, David (indytravel) I didn't make it to all the arrondisments to drink but I'm sure it was at least 11.
Mid afternoon my friend, M. picked me up at my hotel. We ate a late lunch at his local café in the Palais Royale and his partner S. joined us. We went to Deyrolle as M. had never been there and visited the church on Rue De Bac where I wanted to see the body of St Catherine who was buried and dug up with her body undeteriated. I'm a non believer. I think she was waxed over. Her flying nun cap covered her face but across from her was St Paul and his face was certainly not natural. We visited several places of interest to us and the two days I spent with M and S. were so much fun, I didn't want it to end. We had drinks up in "Kong." we had dinner at "Bouillon Chartier," drinks at "Harry's Bar." We stpped at the Boutique Yamamoto where their friend and neighbor worked and she invited us to an opening of a new branch of the pricey L'Eclaireur but this one to my disappointment didn't carry and Dries, only experimental new designers. but there was a secret room that you asked to see that had all kinds of curiosities for sale.
One night I taxed to Vincennes to dine with Jean and his wonderful family. Another night with D. and his very interesting wife, A. as Billy Holiday sang in the background. Heaven! Both men were wonderful cooks and not just pretty faces.
One night I dined with Chris(a fodorite and Traveler to Go) her friend and daughter. We liked our dinner(I had confit of Canard) and we were entertained piano and singing by the owner and a friend (Who only perform on Saturday but at my and Chris's teasing we insisted we hear him sing and much to our delight He did.) and conversations from them and another adjoining table, a Canadian couple. It was a fun everning at "un Piano sur le Trottoir."
The following day more museums and I went to Chanel's. On entering a lovely young woman greeted me and I bowed and said I was at the temple and would make my tres cher purchase of lipstick. She laught and brought me to the cosmetics, sat me on a stool, asked if I'd like cofee, tea, or L'eau. I had perrier. She selected what she thought I would like and painted my lips. I agreed with her choice. She gift wrapped it with a faux camilia and signature ribbon and in a bag again with a camilia pinned to it and also gave me a skin creme sample.
On to Longchamps where I'm to purchase a backpack for a friend who asked me to buy one for her. It was 58€ in Paris and $120.
On to Hermés where I bought a scarf. I also went back to Deyrolle to buy an under glass cigale and an exotic butterfly-like insect that looked like a fan, both for me. Macarons from Lenotre and Dalloyou to take back for another's request.
On th Isle St Louis, I sat outside at the "Brasserie de L'Isle Saint-Louis," lunching on steak tartare(excellent!) as I listed to a jazz group performing live on the bridge, I had hoped to lunch at "Taverne Henry1V" but it was closed til the 31st of February. So was the "Reminet" so I dined
next door to it at "Le Louis 1X" next door at
Cigale's rainy days in Paris,
But the sun in her heart.
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