Bonjour mes amis,
People often ask me what we do every day in Paris for three months. The simple answer is always, “We just live!” Groceries have to be bought, laundry has to be done, some days a little cleaning is demanded, and always meal preparation and cooking. Yesterday was one of these ordinary days.
A trip to the Monoprix was first on the agenda for groceries, and then a walk through one of the great fruit stands near us deserved a closer look. They are works of art in a way.
Bernie tracks every penny we spend and given the increase in food prices, we have spent a bundle on restaurant dining. So our commitment is to be a little more frugal and to eat at the lesser expensive spots in Le Marais for lunch which is always cheaper than eating dinner out. There are literally dozens of cafés we’ve never visited. We began yesterday for lunch at a small Chinese restaurant called Noodle Corner. We walked out with only a 30–euro tab after two cups of espresso and great service. I yearned for a fortune cookie but none was offered. They take only cash, a secret to keeping the prices low!
We are on a mission to find some original artwork of Le Sacre Coeur for a friend. Thus far our efforts have been unsuccessful. We decided to go to the d’Orsay museum because sometimes artists are gathered in the immediate area selling their works. BUT IT WAS MONDAY and the museum was closed. I forgot to check so we got no farther than the pedestrian bridge across the Seine where I could see no one standing in line. I’m usually super good about checking on things like this but just forgot yesterday. Much of the city is closed on Mondays! That would drive me a bit crazy if I lived here all the time. Anyway, we had a very nice stroll through the Tuileries, the garden adjacent to Le Louvre.
We rode the bus up to Hotel de Ville in preparation for a little shopping. I found our first set of lovers, the fantastic front door to the massive City Hall of Paris, and a hint to the Olympics in 2024.
I’ve been looking for a red winter purse because mine is showing its wear. There is a great shopping alley behind the BHV, the big department store. It sits beside one of the ancient churches in Paris, L’Eglise Saint—Merry which has been significantly cleaned. It’s worth a look.
We almost feel guilty enjoying our days here when the rest of the world seems to have gone off the rails. Hope it brings some glimmer of enjoyment to these stressful days.
L & B