French Lunch

French lunch is the BEST is it not?

Even better than French dinners, because it's that pause.

I go for le fast dejeuner when in Paris...

A salade. On occasion I'll stop at Au Pain Quotidien, since their menu is universal and I never leave their communal table all draggy and stuffed to the gills - ever onward to more tearing around Paris.

I LOVE for these lunch boxes at Fauchon - this one holds 'Risotto Langoustine citron'. Practicement poetique non? Now even Monoprix carries rectangular boxes..

I do love eating lunch out of a box (only in Paris)

Very carefully designed boxes they are too.

Don't you love getting something fresh in the marche to eat at home.

I'm a Taurus

We're homebodies you know

My favorite concoction-
"American Soup" French Girl calls it, because there are more than 3-4 ingredients. This plus a side of tabouli and you're armed to do battle with the endless cobblestone rue of Paris.

A nice read while you eat your lunch in or out is Liz Bard's Lunch in Paris, especially if you like to cook but it's not required.

Shall we all celebrate Google on their birthday with this little petit four painted by Wayne Thiebaud's for dessert? 

Today's PB subject came to mind when I got this video made by David Turecamo in Paris on What French children eat for lunch. It was on CBS news this weekend - oh to be a French child in a school in France...oui!

WHAT DO YOU EAT FOR LUNCH IN PARIS?

(do you gobble your food?)
Do watch and enjoy!

Paris Breakfasts' Demise...

Baba su Rhum at Petrossian, original watercolor, 9" x 11"

Yesterday I ended with a shot of our "demised" tea ...

I love to record the "After" as well as the perfect "Before" table setting. This was a neighbor's tea at Angelina's, not mine. I have my limits of indulgence and one does have to save something for the next salon de the visit, both Euros and calories.

This was my petit dejeuner at Cafe de Flore. I wish it was my breakfast this morning.

 

I take full responsibility for this one too at Les Cafe Deux Magots. You'll notice I don't write much about dinner or restaurants. Because dinner is usually a take-away Salad Nicoise from Monoprix eaten in my hotel room. I have to paint sometime.

When I'm running around Paris, I love to grab a shot of someone else's demise. You wonder who sat there, what they said or did?

This was taken at Cafe Au Chai de l'Abbaye, 26, rue de Buci, a wonderful bistro specializing in cooking from the Auvergne.

The fateful l'addition (bill) signals the end of the demise.

Fini.

Time to depart.