On Rue Montorgueil

I love to walk down Rue Montorgueil in Paris. It’s very lively and full of restaurants and shops which are constantly changing. There’s always at least one new one each time I go, although old standards remain.

All of the streets in the area are paved like this.

One of the old places that still remains. I had lunch one time with a friend on the second floor and it was very good.

 Stohrers has been around since 1730 when the baker came to France with Marie Antoinette. It’s always winning awards for its pastries. This year it won for their chocolate eclairs. They also sell meals to go.

Don’t these look incredible? Cherries made with almond paste for sale at Storers.

The eclairs don’t look too bad either. It’s very hard to find any with vanilla creme inside like the States. They usually have chocolate creme although these come in a variety of flavors.


How You Know You Are in Paris

Besides the Eiffel Tower, there are signs all over the place that say, “Paris”:

img_1864 Here is a literal sign, one for the metro. So iconic.

img_1859 Medieval architecture popping up unexpectedly.

img_1863 Inviting restaurants. This one is Ralph Lauren. Expensive but I think I will try it one day, just not the fifty euro hamburger.

img_1846 Unexpected art here and there. This looks like the shadow of a tree but it’s painted on the side of a building. Wonder why?

Paris Again

We are back in Paris. It seems so strange to be in our Paris apartment without all of the light and our fabulous view but it is great to have Paris right outside to explore.

img_1561I saw this guy on the morning show this morning. I can’t remember his name but his outfits always catch my eye.

img_1566Nobody does outdoor seating like Paris.

img_1563Somebody’s dishes from breakfast left on a table in a restaurant that I passed.

img_1569Doesn’t this look elegant and inviting?



Somehow, with the recommendation of a friend, I ended up with a gynocologist in the posh area of Paris, near the golden triangle of upscale shopping and the famous George V hotel. My doctor is rather posh too. She always wears beautiful, and I’m sure designer, silk dresses. Her hair is perfect, her jewelry fabulous and she is as thin as a model. She’s never happy with my weight, except for the time I had lost a lot when I got really sick in India, but I get my hormones and feel healthy for another six months. I was early for my appointment with her so I roamed around the neighborhood taking photos.

This little place looked more my speed, a sort of fast food bistro.

The exterior. When I looked in the waiter there handed me the business card.

This is more typical of the restaurants in the area with real cloth table clothes and napkins.

And heat overhead to take off the chill.

A menu posted outside. Looks a bit expensive.

I popped into George V to look at the flowers and there were vases full of these wonderful tulips, huge and double ruffled. I know the flower arranger gets all of his flowers from Holland. I’ve never seen such pretty ones.