Bear of late, has let it be known that New York is not all it's cracked up to be. Bear misses Paris like crazy.
Where are the petit dej' at Angelina, Bear keeps asking?More to come this Friday.
Bear has not poured over a single elegant menu since setting foot on New York shores and is missing the process terriblement.
Normally neither a coffee drinker nor a wino, Bear got used to going to Paris bistros... 
Bear browsing became a habit and is much missed in NYC...
Although Bear had serious reservations about this artwork at Art-Paris, it was nice to be represented. More to come on Art-Paris soon...
Playing at 'Goldilocks and the Three Bears' became a fav pastime in Paris. i.e. testing various chairs out for comfort and ease, like at Art-Paris...
Bear loved the IKEA sofas in the Paris Metro. Lucky they were nailed down securely - very tempting indeed.
The best chair of all was at the Paris Ritz Hotel, while Bear waited for macaron class to begin.
In fact Bear is fancying himself a wannabe Paris Ritz bell boy.
Not only is the location on rue Cambon near Chanel and D&G, but Fauchon is just a skip away.
As a Ritz bell boy, Bear could have a FAB$$$ apero by Colin Field in The Bar Hemingway just to the right of the front door.
Plus Bear could get an instant shot of inspiration for the Great Paris Novel he's thinking of writing.
Though born and bred in Paris, Bear has Russian ancestors. What bear doesn't? Where are the Russkie buskers in the New York subway Bear asks?
Nary a single macaron has passed Bear's lips since arrival in NYC. c'est triste non?
Bear would like to change places with this blue bear.
"How soon are we going back?" Bear keeps asking.
BONJOUR PARIS!
