Come to France With Me 🇫🇷👩🎨💕
Zoot alors! From Paris to Nice, one mind blowing exaltation of the senses at a time.
Dear Beautiful Friends,
Dear Beautiful Friends,
Yesterday, Steve and I had lunch next to a man who ate his entire hamburger—bun and all—with his knife and fork, and then cleaned his plate of all its French fries with his fork. I admired how he wielded a knife and fork, while Steve is still talking about the guy who ate his fries with a fork.
“Why?” Steve asked, after we ordered our own burgers because our neighbor’s looked so damn delicious.
“Steve. It’s BECAUSE WE’RE IN FRANCE 🇫🇷❣️”
Civilized people eat with silverware, everything with silverware. Think of how hygenic it is, too, something I never thought about much until after March of 2020.
I’m going to be throw down a visual delight for you.
First, we were in Paris for 2.5 days, where we walked miles, went to the Musee d’Orsay, the Pompidou Center, and got dizzy over the gorgeous works of art: the beautiful feast of the city of Paris, its layout, its architecture, the history, the buildings, the people filling its streets after the sun goes down, bicycles, residents, families and tourists enjoying a sunny early evening along the Seine.
I mean, back at home, we’d be settling in for the night; in Paris, we’re just heading out for dinner and winding our way through lively crowds well into the evening (11pm!)
If you’re on Insta you can see a reel of photos from Paris and Chartres here
Above is one of my favorite paintings from an easy-to-miss room at the back of the Musee d’Orsay’s Impressionist exhibit (5th floor). “Entrance to the Port of La Rochelle,” by Paul Signac.
My favorite meal involves croissants. I can hardly sleep at night in anticipation of my morning cafe and:
Next, we headed to Chartres, the most famous gothic cathedral with a bazillion stained glass windows. And a nightly light show.
Apparently, in medieval times all statues were painted in bright colors (!) As a color-lover, that would have been enough to make me an avid church goer, although what I told Steve was, “I’d be a true religious nut job if the church entrance looked like this”:
My favorite stained glass windows were part of an exhibit where I learned far too much about stained-glass making technique. Here is a sample of the stained glass work by S. Korean artist Kim En Joong:
And on a run through Chartres, a bit of local flavor:
A little buffet of artwork, above. Next stop: the Loire Valley.
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Love all of this. Thanks and continue to titillate our senses with words and pics please!!