8 June 2020

Fêting les mères

Above: the most beautiful bouquet; a light apéro before a more filling main course, below, that was dubbed, "confit-ment de canard" (aux olives) accompanied by frites cooked in (what else?) duck fat


Yesterday, just before lunchtime, it seemed that almost everyone was wielding a bouquet. Stopping for an after-market coffee at our usual spot before heading home we must have counted at least a dozen from our terrace table and couldn't help but notice that roses, reserved mostly for Valentine's Day, were few and far between. However blooms of almost every sort imaginable were everywhere, imparting a sense of hopefulness and renewal, as Paris seems to be getting back to its old self. - BPJ

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