We crossed another thing off our "to do" list: going to Les Halles for a picnic. We have a park within a 1 minute walk from the apartment, and I thought it would be a shame if we missed out on picnic-ing there so we stopped by Stohrer, picked up some goodies, and brought some wine. I finally got to crack open the book I brought to Paris with me! I also have a new dessert to add to my "must-try making" list: fraisier (pictured on the right). It is layered with chocolate, bavaroise, genoise, glaze, and strawberries... sounds easy enough!
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Sunday market cooking, picnic-ing, night-shooting
We crossed another thing off our "to do" list: going to Les Halles for a picnic. We have a park within a 1 minute walk from the apartment, and I thought it would be a shame if we missed out on picnic-ing there so we stopped by Stohrer, picked up some goodies, and brought some wine. I finally got to crack open the book I brought to Paris with me! I also have a new dessert to add to my "must-try making" list: fraisier (pictured on the right). It is layered with chocolate, bavaroise, genoise, glaze, and strawberries... sounds easy enough!
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Wine & cheese tasting lunch, La Maison du Chocolat, Hippopotamus
Friday, May 29, 2009
Oysters and beer! A nice walk down Champs Elysees
More turned apples...
I could call this "studying" for my final exam! I've actually started enjoying turning fruits and vegetables. It's therapeutic!
With all of the "not so healthy" food we've been eating, I decided that I needed to go for a walk. Since I don't have classes anymore, I haven't been getting in my daily 6 miles of walking to/from school. I headed towards the Champs Elysees to take some pics and get some exercise. One nice thing about the Champs Elysees is that the sidewalks are so wide that you don't often have to dodge people while you're walking. One thing about Paris that perplexes me is how French people have no regard for other people on the sidewalk. When it's obvious that I'm going to collide with someone else because there just isn't enough room on the sidewalk, I usually contort my body to pass by. However, the other person doesn't. I don't get it! I had a laugh when I was reading David Lebovitz's blog, and he mentioned that one thing he would miss about Paris if he moved away was the brusque-ness of Parisians and how "shoving someone out of the way is far less-effort than contorting yourself to try and move around others." It's sooo true!