A pig in Paris

Seeing a pig in Paris is not an everyday event.

There are certainly many pink meringues...but pigs? Non.

When I got off the train in Dijon (or any new town I land in) I always head into the first boulangerie in sight...like comng home.

Now Dijon had pigs. In marzipan. Sitting right next to the chocolate rats..

Monoprix has their big Lindt bunny out...sitting on the ham case. Why?

Bunnies have invaded Paris big time.

And hens of course a-laying.

Even sheep abound in dark and white chocolate. If you haven't been to l'Atelier du Chocolat you're missing out. They are a terrific chain from Bayonne, the original French chocolate city. Their closet-sized shops are all over town the Marais on rue Saint Antoine or rue de Rennes for example.

Leave it to artiste chocolatier Patrick Roger to present a curled-up hedgehog for Easter. Always a surprise.

Panda bears in Monoprix's new Asian Kawaii makeup promotion.

Regular teddys too. Irresistable.

The only pigs in town are at Plastics on rue du Rennes. Why the sudden search for pigs in Paris?

Yesterday running late to the pool, my houseboat neighbor was walking his pig.

I had to stop and admire, as did this cyclist.

Madame Grignon should really be named Madame Grognon (grumpy). Not the friendliest pig on the block. In fact she's down-right recalcitrant. I know. I once had the opportunity to try to walk her in the park. She is neither obedient nor polite. True she does not bite. She just makes unpleasent loud grunts and insists on going the opposite direction. Still Madame G does seem to fascinate.

The weather in Paris has been glorious. Yesterday hit 80 degrees.

Its been hard to tear Bear away from the window. If you have a pig or a pet who would like to go to Paris (figuratively), look in my Etsy shop full of Paris portraits, letters, maps and watercolors. 

Cheers!