Coming home from Provence yesterday I was a little bit triste. How was Paris going to feel. In fact it feels wonderful.
After such a wonderful trip. We did different things everyday. We ate in local places. And we ate in at Wlady and Shannon’s charming apartment. Everyone in the town of Villeneuve was so friendly. That doesn’t happen often on a short trip.
The food, the colors, the aromas, always fresh, seasonal and inventive. We were surrounded by beauty.
I tried copying Chardin’s pile of berries (from the Louvre) while we filled jam jars with delicious berries
Always a fun challenge 🍓
The view out my window at Hotel de l’Atelier.never disappoints.
White asparagus in béarnaise sauce, a tajine of chicken and the piece de resistance, individual roasted strawberry tarts with mandarine gelato!
Just that morning I had declared I would not be going to the big brocante fair in Villeneuve’s huge parking lot.
To a perfect storm of French check 1930’s Lustucru enamelware that blew my socks off, Any still life artist’s dream come true. That naughty Gemma. Bad dog! Here’s proof I can make a crazy mess in my hotel room as well as at home. Of course, Bear 🐻 is not best pleased to have stayed home and missed out on the shopping spree. Please share with your friends and visit my Etsy shop for lovely Real Paris mail 💌 in your mailbox 📮 Bonne Tuesday PBers!