Paris is beautiful at Christmas time. Well, it's beautiful all the time, of course, but it does the holidays especially well. It's not too over-the-top with decorations and there's not any awful muzak versions of Christmas tunes bombarding you everywhere you go.
Our neighborhood is very, very pretty right now.
Just a few minutes walk from our apartment you'll find one of the quaintest little squares in Paris, la place Contrescarpe. (Hemingway lived around the corner for a couple of years.)
Heading down the rue Mouffetard from there, there are plenty of goodies to be had.
(The cheese shop and wine shop are right next door to each other. It's quite convenient.)
Last week, we stopped at a restaurant for drinks and dinner at the end of an evening walk with Jake. We ordered a peach kir for me, a chestnut kir for Colin, a platter of charcuterie and a couple of bowls of french onion soup. Yum!
Someone looks very happy! (Someone is always happy when food and drink are on the agenda.)
Someone else is happy too, in her funny pink birthday hat. (Not to be confused with her birthday suit, ahem.)
The littlest someone slept through most of the meal, and then woke up happy and alert towards the very end.
It's an exciting time to be in Paris, for little ones and big ones alike.
1 comment:
Beautiful! I'm so jealous, the city looks really amazing.
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