Rainy weather makes me wish I was in Paris.
Last year, around this time, I went there for a few days to visit D. and R. It was nice to go back after all this time.
It was a rather gastronomic journey. Actually it seems my whole life revolves around food – eating food, thinking about food, making food, looking at food, making plans around food, etc.
So, having that in mind, I started my weekend by eating the best ice cream in world – Bertillon. I’m not kidding, it is truly divine, like nothing you’ve ever tasted.
The next day we just walked around breathing in the city and going to some freaky taxidermy store. Strange strange, though I’d fancy a few butterflies myself… Maybe one day.
Some other stores just opt for live animals instead :)
The next day (or was it the same day? I’m not quite sure anymore) we went to have lunch at La Durée. Hmmm :)
The next day I was in for a real treat, a true algerien lunch <3
All the food came directly from Algeria and it was wonderfully cooked by A.’s mum.
My first macarons. They were quite nice… I thought I wouldn’t like them, felt bad for not having tried one at La Durée. Next time I guess.
R. likes to sleep even more than I do, and that’s saying something :)
D.’s appartment is lovely and full of beautiful things
The next day I went to my old neighbourhood… for old times sake.
School… or should I call it Hell?
My old street…
The place where my dad used to eat almost everyday…
Sunday’s brunch spot…
I cooked dinner one night… Things didn’t really go quite as wished but they seemed to enjoy the tiramissu at least.
And that’s it… Paris was lovely as always, I hope to go back soon enough…
