One of my favorite places to rendezvous is at the fountain in the Jardin du Palais Royal. I’ve been enjoying the graceful splendor of this garden for decades.
There are restaurants and elegant shops under the arcades. Or you can just sit on a bench or chair and enjoy the sound of birdsong and the splashing fountain.
The garden is a perfect starting point to do some shopping and have lunch. Today, Monique and I met at the fountain at noon. We then headed north towards the Galerie Vivienne, built in 1826. See this mosaic tiled floor? It’s the original floor created by Giandomenico Facchina, a 19th century Italian mosaic artist who did much of his work in France.
It was lunch hour, but we got waylaid by some linen clothes in a boutique called Manuelle Guibal. We chatted awhile with the woman who worked there. She gave me the name of a boutique in Lisbon where I can find the same clothes. (I’m going there in June.)
We then headed towards the Place des Victoires where I wanted to visit the English boutique that I visit and rave over in London, The Designers Guild. This one had just opened. It was a lot smaller and, I’m sorry to say, the customer service didn’t hold a candle to the service you’d get in London.
Directly across the road was this restaurant where we sat at an outdoor table. I ordered a tomato mozzarella salad and a tiny glass of wine, Monique ordered a sort of grilled chicken niçoise salad.
When you think that you can buy a decent bottle of French wine for 6 euros and you’re charged 6 euros for a tiny glass, it’s a little bit scandalous. But this is the price you pay for the privilege of eating in a chic Parisian neighborhood.
Speaking of chic, directly around the corner and located on the Place des Victoires is this gorgeous little boutique where I’ve been shopping for decades. (There are two other locations in the city.)
Upon entering, we spied a bunch of gorgeous scarves. Italian made, some were silk, some were a blend of silk and modal. A type of rayon, modal is a bio-based textile made from the beechwood tree. Modal fabric feels silky-soft on the skin yet is hard-wearing and colorfast when dyed.
A woman can never have enough scarves, is my opinion. Again, we spent a long while talking to the friendly saleswoman and trying on scarves.
I ended up taking these last two photos of myself in the mirror because no-one could figure out how to work my camera. ?? (Sigh. I always end up doing everything myself.) The scarf I ended up buying – half silk, half modal – is a gorgeous swirl of mauves, greens, pinks and yellows. It’s lightweight, soft and warm and you can scrunch it up (great for travelling.) It’s not cheap, it cost 190 euros.
Our last stop was Dehillerin, the kitchenware store located off the rue du Louvre. I was in search of a strainer, called une passoire in French.
This shop used to be, and still is, a wholesaler for restaurants. It was a sleepy dusty place. And then tourists discovered it, it became super-popular and now has a new lease on life.
ANYTIME, ANYWHERE … (the next day)
And now, to completely ruin this pleasant scene, a mere four hours later and blocks away from where we had spent such a peaceful afternoon, a knife-wielding terrorist killed one passer-by and wounded four others.