For some strange reason I tend to avoid Rue Montorgueil but now that the throngs of tourists have thinned out, I decided to take a little wander and a closer look. Over the last fews days, each time I drag open the giant heavy front door to my apartment block, I am confronted with …
As the razor dropped onto the floor of the shower, the handle breaking away from the blade, instinctively, I jerked all toes up in the air to avoid damage. Thwack! The pain shot through my left foot. A few expletives and a fair amount of moaning followed. The pain in my foot was worse …
Call me Paris Adèle … The Social Butterfly! Yet another dinner invitation, this time at my lovely friend Julien’s apartment. But, I jump ahead of myself or should I say hop ahead of myself! With all the wasted time I have experienced with a broken toe, the six hour wait in the hospital, apartment …
According to the famous chef, Raymond Blanc, Pot au Feu or Pot on the Fire, is the quintessential French family dish. The honour and pleasure that I had tonight was to be treated like one of the family, when I had for the first time, home cooked Pot au Feu. When I realised that I had …
After yesterday’s massacre, the streets of the Marais were unusually quiet today, despite it being the normally very busy lunch hour. My favourite Boulangerie was closed, but for most, it was business as usual as I approached Petit fer a Cheval. A couple of weeks back I met a nice Australian couple at one of Jim …
Thud thud thud, ring ring! I woke with a start, I was waiting for someone to shout out POLICE OPEN UP to follow the urgent ringing and banging at my door. Who could this be. Julien is the only person who knows the two codes to enter the apartment block. Fumbling to strap on the wonder shoe …
Cold and dirty, hobbling around with a broken toe and the wonder shoe makes me feel like a homeless person. My stylish brown coat albeit many years old now, has either stretched, or I have shrunk and the uneven, tapered hemline trails along the ground. I notice Parisians looking me up and down, look at the coat dragging …
Tonight I had the most magical evening. A night of firsts, surrounded by wonderful company, an array of delicious food, and I became Queen for a Night. Situated on the right bank, in the area of Saint Paul is a charming flower shop that specialises in roses; Au Nom de la Rose. Many times over the …
With no pain killers and all the pharmacies closed on New Years Day had me confined in the apartment all day. Perhaps it wasn’t a bad thing to finally get some rest and sleep. However, today had me feeling quite proud of myself. Not only did I step out today but I managed to tell …
Forget about Wonder Bras, not that I have ever needed one but bring on the Wonder Shoe! The crutches weren’t really helping but the wonder drugs definitely were, although I still couldn’t put my foot on the ground and the crutches were too difficult to use in the apartment. My crawling, cushion system …