Fancy Coffee

For Christmas two years ago I bought a Nespresso machine for Maurice, one of those that you put a little container of coffee into the machine and get those tiny cups of espresso type coffee. I don’t drink coffee but it’s nice to have on hand for company after dinner and Maurice occasionally makes himself a cup of Nespresso. I didn’t know when I bought the machine that the only place you can get replacements of the little coffee capsules was at the Nespresso stores themselves. (I bought the machine at a department store). So we were just about out of coffee and I headed to Rue Scribe right across from the Garnier Opera House and braved the crowds to replensih our supplies.


The front door.


The inside of this very elegant store. The sales people were all dressed up standing behind counters selling the coffee. The place was packed with customers waiting in line at one of four counters with three sales persons at each one. I didn’t, however, see George Clooney.


A reflection of the opera house in a window nearby.

Another Walk

There has been incredible weather in Paris the last few days. It was so warm that I ended up carrying my coat and walking in the shade. I’m thinking this summer is going to be a very warm one. Since it was so pretty, I did so more wandering, this time I stayed in the 9th arrondissement.


I wouldn’t mind living on this street. It’s private and gated though so I had to gaze through the fence.


Pretty rod iron on a door.


Don’t these windows look real? They aren’t-they are just painted to look that way.


I’m so glad my camera was ready to go when I saw this jaunty guy walking down the street with his guitar.

Spring Has Sprung!

Doesn’t it make you feel good to see signs of Spring and to finally have Spring here? It certainly brightens my day. It has started warming up here in Paris and we’ve had a lot of sunshine and blue skies, always a mood lifter. I haven’t seen any wysteria in bloom yet but the early heralders of Spring, bulb flowers, are doing their thing.


Easter is April 4th this year so all sorts of chocolate Easter goodies are appearing in shop windows.


The French don’t use the Easter Bunny bringing the Easter candy thing but church bells instead. It doesn’t stop them from using rabbits for decoration and I guess you start seeing more of real rabbits in the Spring anyway.


Love these tulips. I bought some at the market the other day and they are so bright and cheerful in our apartment.


I don’t know if there is any happier flower than a daffodil.

Walking Downhill

The other day I was up in Montmartre visiting friends-one a resident of Paris, another a friend made on the Internet-and it was such a beautiful day that I decided to walk instead of going underground to the metro. Montmartre is in the 18th. Heading downhill, as Montmartre is high on a hill overlooking Paris, I walked down rue des Martyrs, which took me into the 9th arrondissement, ending up in the 2nd eventually on Rue Vivienne. At that point I decided to look for a bus and walked into the 1st arrondissement to Place des Victoires. Earlier that morning I had taken the metro, line 12, to Abessess a stop deep underground and found the elevator to the surface wasn’t working so had to climb the 200 or so steps up. Then I planned to take the funicular up to the top by Sacre Coeur only to find it wasn’t working either leaving me with 250 more steps to climb(not to mention my morning exercise too) so it was nice to finally take my seat on the bus which deposits me right across the street from where we live-I have to climb the stairs to the 3rd floor then-so I got some exercise and some vitamin D from that lovely sun.


One of two windmills found in Montmartre. There used to be many, used to grind wheat into flour. This one has a restaurant underneath now. The Moulin Rouge is further down the hill.


One set of the many staircases found in Montmartre.


A nice flower shop I passed on my walk.


A common sight in Paris-a line of children on an excursion. Sometimes they are really young, like three or so.