Mardi Gras!

Happy Mardi Gras! And it’s certainly gotten off to a happy start – in honour of the date, my team gathered this morning to enjoy a communal breakfast of light, sweet chouquettesand fresh brioche, one dotted with raisins, the other with chocolate chips and both still deliciously warm from the boulangerie. Mardi Gras (translating literally... Continue Reading →

Let It Snow

Il neige!! Or at least, it did this morning: big, fluffy clumps of white flurrying past the window for a whole three hours or so. It was a beautiful sight from my sixth-floor apartment. I love the view from my windows anyway - the blue-grey rooftops and terracotta chimney pots are about as typically ‘Paris’... Continue Reading →

Not Another Paris Post (Genuinely)

I met up with my French friend earlier this week - incidentally, the sole Paris inhabitant I knew before I arrived. He’s not actually from Paris, rather he hails from Renne in Brittany; an anchor tattooed onto his ankle represents his Breton roots. I’ve teased him more than once for being a walking cliché when... Continue Reading →

It’s Raining, It’s Pouring

Today I ventured out to see the great swollen beast that is the River Seine at present. I don’t know if you’ve heard about/seen it at all - it’s certainly been making the UK news judging by the number of smart remarks I’ve had from English friends and family about boats etc - but right... Continue Reading →

Le Camembert

Fun fact of the day: this afternoon, I discovered that the French term for a pie chart is – wait for it – ‘un camembert’. I can’t say exactly why this amused me quite so much, but suffice to say I was suffering recurring fits of giggles for a good ten minutes or so following... Continue Reading →

A Very Important Pastry

This a quick addendum to my post (‘A Brief Interlude…’) about the delicious French institution that is the galette des rois. In my earlier post, I tried to convey the importance of this particular pastry – I explained that it is bought, consumed and discussed by just about everyone in France for just about the... Continue Reading →

You’ve Got To Love A Good Cliché

To carry on directly from my previous post, having finally gotten out of the apartment around midday, I hopped on the tram and made my way into central Paris. My first stop was the Jardin de Tuileries (by the Louvre), which was resplendent in reds and yellows and everything in between: it really is true... Continue Reading →

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