Awoke this Sunday morning to temperatures of 6°C but the sun was shining out of a clear blue sky, so once again I grabbed my camera, jumped on the metro and crossed town to the fashionable 6th arrondissement. We have two long weekends next month: Friday November 1st and Monday November 11th are holidays. I’m taking two of my grandchildren to Bruges, Belgium, so follow this post. Did I say grandchildren??? I meant godchildren!! Geez, Juliet….
Plump free-range poulets. Very expensive. I cannot afford to live in the 6th arrondissement.
Gorgeous goat cheese.
Why am I following this woman?
Because something coveted is sticking out of her bag.
Kale! Impossibly difficult to find in France.
Grated potato and onion galettes on the griddle, in Switzerland known as rösti. Delicious with a dollop of crème fraîche on top. But 2 euros 50?? I don’t think so.