Hello, folks! Limeade here. Just hanging around the kitchen, and it sure is hot. Well look down there! It’s my French cousin, Citron Presse. Say hey to the crowd, Citron! Hmm. Citron is pretty, but shy. Maybe she needs out of that fancy cafe now and then.
On every street in Paris, I found a reason to abandon my new old house and move into a place with dubious plumbing, cramped space and a totally dreamy facade. I took enough apartment photos to make a local gendarme look twice, and maybe he would, if he wasn’t busy with cafe and croissants, the [...]
Posted in breakfast & brunch, Paris, vacation on Jun 6th, 2008
Home again! Now, we chose to live here – it’s no understatement to say we adore Lawrence – but as much as I love home, I always seem to want wherever I just was. All it takes is a short visit to a new place – a pleasant place that is work-less and unhampered by [...]
Posted in Paris, pie, tarts, cobblers & crisps, vacation on Jun 3rd, 2008
For the Country Doctor’s Wife, who requested an eggplant. Eggplant pretty much looks like eggplant, but the surroundings certainly give it a boost. In Paris, toothpaste looks pretty and Kit Kats have nicer wrappers. Go figure.
Posted in Paris, pie, tarts, cobblers & crisps, recipes, vacation on May 31st, 2008
Jean noted that Paris looks like heaven. I always hoped it was the Wonka Factory. But if there is a heaven, and if Jean’s always right – mais oui – it is surely full of cherries. I wasn’t going to bore you with the standard, ooh-that-stunning-eggplant market stuff – well, maybe a little – but [...]
