rue des Martyrs, Rose Bakrery, Kristine

Every single trip to Paris I meet up with my second-cousin, Kristine (an Older French Girl par excellence) for Sunday Brunch in Pigalle.

Khristine lives in the 9th.

 We always go to English-style Rose Bakery (my preference not hers) at 46, rue des Martyrs

 I always get their yummy mixed salade plate (14€). Kristine always gets the smoked saumon(14€) and we split.

 We never get dessert (le crumble, carrot cake, scones etc.) at Rose Bakery because Kristine (a retired dental surgeon) does not eat sweets except chocolate. In France 🇫🇷 chocolate 🍫 is a separate food group.

 After we part, I always cross the street to patisserie Delmontel 39, rue des Martyrs.

And torture myself choosing among the gorgeous delectibles.

 A Sunday walk up rue des Martyrs is full of torture and delectibles.

 Like this tarte fine abricot from patisserie Landemaine.

 The food browsing potential on Martyrs is endless.

 Pets like to browse here.

 Fromage/cheese? mais oui, beaucoup

 Seafood also, beaucoup.

 Terra Corsa at #42 is for Macaron Jill, married to a Corsican.

 You don't have to be a meat-eater to appreciate French boucherie in my opinion. Visit rue des Martyrs  between 10 - 2 on Sundays for a real Parisian neighborhood jaunt (not many tourists). But go to Rose Bakery before noon for brunch or wait in line for an hour.
See You next time Cousin Kristine!

Paris ♥ Bleu

Blue is as omnipresent in Paris as les "jean bleu". Well everyone knows Denim's original home is de Nimes, France. In Paris you can be chic in jeans but not in New York, unless they're trés cher $$$. But back to Paris' bleus.The street signs are bleu with a touch of dark green and the signs in the Metro are big, blue and white. This is no Tiffany baby blue either, but a good strong marine blue. Granted it's one third of the French tri-color flag -- but I don't see Americans grabbing onto "Old Glorie's" blue and running away with it?Blue food is not supposed to work. But look at these candied almonds (dragées).I fell in love with their blue cocoa tin.I love these all-blue windows at Marie Papier on rue Vavin. When is STAPLES going to do something like this...?This is my second cousin, Kristine, who lives in Pigalle.
Obviously she loves blue too.
BTW her little Teacup Yorkie yapping under the table was wearing a blue collar. The café barman thought it was a hoot.
Hey they're French!