tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post5384134273332202917..comments2024-03-17T06:20:15.127-04:00Comments on paris breakfasts: Le Violon d'IngresParisbreakfastshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03558314043814894010noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-11490614672185251732010-07-29T10:57:31.075-04:002010-07-29T10:57:31.075-04:00Your artwork wonderful along with your posts. Dail...Your artwork wonderful along with your posts. Daily enjoyment opening your email.Kristinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05894528480554780658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-68414632752418749712008-03-02T11:07:00.000-05:002008-03-02T11:07:00.000-05:00You have the loveliest blog. Thank you for taking ...You have the loveliest blog. Thank you for taking time to make the world a more beautiful place.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-48017697909361339092008-03-01T18:03:00.000-05:002008-03-01T18:03:00.000-05:00Great post! That pin inspires me, but I'm trying ...Great post! That pin inspires me, but I'm trying not to think about gelato right now!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-26264082373704255372008-02-29T20:01:00.000-05:002008-02-29T20:01:00.000-05:00Funny enough I will never eat ice cream if it does...Funny enough I will never eat ice cream if it doesn't come in a waffle cone! :) <BR/><BR/>In fact, just give me the waffle cone without the ice cream and I'll be quite happy :-DAnn (MobayDP)https://www.blogger.com/profile/03107580049551982062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-66692925161845103552008-02-29T06:39:00.000-05:002008-02-29T06:39:00.000-05:00Has Dr. Freud ever written about cream cones? ;-) ...Has Dr. Freud ever written about cream cones? ;-)<BR/><BR/> I imagine how Dr. Jung, having taken a brain scan, he sure would have discovered some nano-sized cones dancing on your brain waves, dripping pistacchio ice cream all over! <BR/><BR/>The Viennese gelataii artigianali are still in their winter quarters in Italy (all the good artisan ice cream makers here seem to hail from Italy, living like like migrant birds in Vienna only during the warmer months of the year).Merisihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16781937797213521146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-88344350961896038182008-02-29T03:44:00.000-05:002008-02-29T03:44:00.000-05:00I love the Man Ray pic - did he ever do a cello on...I love the Man Ray pic - did he ever do a cello on a fat lady?Di Overtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00739747135963729335noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-58713494590315170892008-02-28T21:23:00.000-05:002008-02-28T21:23:00.000-05:00Oh, I've just discovered your delightful blog! I l...Oh, I've just discovered your delightful blog! I love, love, love Paris. We lived in Brussels for a couple of years and made several trips to Paris. Did I mention how much I loved Paris? <BR/><BR/>My violon d'Ingres in Paris was doors. So many wonderful, often colorful, doors. <BR/><BR/>I look forward to visiting my favorite city through your blog.DebMchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09920733814018656913noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-28485385961315123682008-02-28T21:02:00.000-05:002008-02-28T21:02:00.000-05:00I'm afraid my violon d'Ingres is already painfully...I'm afraid my violon d'Ingres is already painfully well-know. Therefore, I will relate a memory of ice cream. It's one of my earliest memories...of my father, who actually did not like sweets (so much for the apple not falling far from the tree!) taking me to Woolworth's to the lunch counter for a treat. I always had a chocolate soda, and Dad always had a pineapple soda. Heaven!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-83349714579934069872008-02-28T17:46:00.000-05:002008-02-28T17:46:00.000-05:00what a beautiful collection. man ray and gelato. d...what a beautiful collection. man ray and gelato. does it get any better?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12085344787046919036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-34748031177427985902008-02-28T17:01:00.000-05:002008-02-28T17:01:00.000-05:00I love to hear about all the odd and unique bits a...I love to hear about all the odd and unique bits and pieces of life that sing to people. Ice cream doesn't do it for me, but in the food category, I love chopsticks - looking at them, using them, collecting them. Anything tea related too.<BR/>Do you remember the Happy Meal toys that were McDonald food transformers? You'd have to have had kids who bought Happy Meals way back when. I never go to McD's anymore, except under extreme duress, but back when the kids were little... and for some reason I really love those little tranforming milkshakes and hamburgers and cartons of french fries. I've kept them. I have one of the ice cream cones as well. You can find images of them on eBay, if you aren't familiar with them. I also have the sweetest, sparkly ice cream cone ornament - my grandmother made it so it's special to me.<BR/>My latest "le violon d'Ingres" are images of macarons. They make my mouth water just looking at them. I've never eaten one, but I'm returning to Paris in April and plan to rectify that as soon as possible after I arrive.Laumehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02311615016374555526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-11746893349764390612008-02-28T16:42:00.000-05:002008-02-28T16:42:00.000-05:00Wow--what a compliment--PB is a violon d'Ingres fo...Wow--what a compliment--PB is a violon d'Ingres for Barbara. Now THAT is a compliment, Carol. Can't top that! Wonderful post, as always. <BR/>sueAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-27124296097205151822008-02-28T16:07:00.000-05:002008-02-28T16:07:00.000-05:00scoop from life all the sweetness you can.Love Jea...scoop from life all the sweetness you can.<BR/>Love Jeanne<BR/>Thanks for all you share.<BR/>Big hugsJeannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-74601277158923955242008-02-28T15:12:00.000-05:002008-02-28T15:12:00.000-05:00My secret hobbie is making pancakes. Not 24/7 of c...My secret hobbie is making pancakes. Not 24/7 of course. <BR/>But I passionately enjoy making pancakes when I have a free moment. <BR/>It's my secret. I;ll say no moreAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-55318222784656197822008-02-28T15:04:00.000-05:002008-02-28T15:04:00.000-05:00this was brilliant! love the chanel cone!this was brilliant! love the chanel cone!Cannelle Et Vanillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13650130471790805186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-38903580503064779352008-02-28T14:07:00.000-05:002008-02-28T14:07:00.000-05:00Yummy. Hmmm. NOW I want ice cream ! Hand dipped pi...Yummy. Hmmm. NOW I want ice cream ! Hand dipped pistachio would be great please. Or my favorite, pure french vanilla...so much for high protein. slow carbs....oh no!!!! Violin d'ingres..beautiful term and lovely post...merci encore.<BR/>All best, JanJanice C. Cartierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06167175332825321189noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-21822454406857315242008-02-28T10:42:00.000-05:002008-02-28T10:42:00.000-05:00My "Violon d'Ingres" every morning is definitely P...My "Violon d'Ingres" every morning is definitely Paris Breakfasts. What a way to start the day. <BR/><BR/>I know why your mother trimmed your cone...not realizing it was annoying to her six year old....she<BR/>didn't want it to drip on you. You came from a tidy family.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-84952810614358408202008-02-28T10:28:00.000-05:002008-02-28T10:28:00.000-05:00So often the preoccupation with odd things is rela...So often the preoccupation with odd things is related to childhood nostalgia don't you think?<BR/>Perhaps you're being sent in to buy the family's ice creams laid the first steps for future Parisien shopping expertise?<BR/>Particularly in the area of sweets?<BR/>Non?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-34598600673328557992008-02-28T10:05:00.000-05:002008-02-28T10:05:00.000-05:00Hello new friend!I am loving your blog and your im...Hello new friend!<BR/>I am loving your blog and your images of Paris!<BR/>CarmiCarmi Cimicatahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01703119495509215158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-37698835943748477652008-02-28T09:56:00.000-05:002008-02-28T09:56:00.000-05:00Nothing says delicious like a double scoop Ice cre...Nothing says delicious like a double scoop Ice cream cone dripping down the sides while you scramble to lick up every bite.<BR/>My favorite summer time treat.<BR/>Another yummy post.Cris, Artist in Oregonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15067969984221375853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-40695617450825642462008-02-28T09:21:00.000-05:002008-02-28T09:21:00.000-05:00Yet another brilliant posting.They get better and ...Yet another brilliant posting.<BR/>They get better and better. Also,<BR/>I love the term violon d'Ingres. I didn't know it.a toi rose societyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06747506610786049751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-11306580037982899332008-02-28T08:22:00.000-05:002008-02-28T08:22:00.000-05:00Your post today consisted of a cascading crescendo...Your post today consisted of a cascading crescendo of colorful<BR/>ice cream cones, coming to rest at the feet of Little Bear...quite obviously contemplating the consequences of their consumption.<BR/>Yummmmmy!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03993326014397185465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26546687.post-88838835466778026482008-02-28T08:01:00.000-05:002008-02-28T08:01:00.000-05:00About ice creams, I just have one word...Bertillon...About ice creams, I just have one word...Bertillon!Anne Corronshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15776524387728266798noreply@blogger.com