Early One Morning

I walk with a friend two or three times a week very early, usually at 7 AM. It is still dark as the sun doesn’t rise until well after 8. I always have her text me when she is ready as one morning she overslept and I decided to head out on my own. The walk we always do is at the edge of a forest/park, around a lake and it isn’t very well lit which is fine when there are two of you but it was way too dark when I was by myself even though a jogger or two went by. I enjoy seeing shops still lit up in the area.

Here’s a look at the edge of the walk on a foggy morning.

An old time boulangerie, or bakery, still lit inside. This is actually a very well known place.

Kouglof for sale inside. It is a Christmas pastry which originated in Alsace.

A close up. I don’t think I have ever had one. I think it is sort of a fruit cake, although raisins are the only fruit.

A simple Christmas decoration in the window.

 

Back in Paris

I made a two week visit to the States to see my Mom and just returned yesterday. As usual, I have been hit like a wave with jet lag and, except for voting in the election yesterday, have just been home puttering around and napping. It will take me at least a week to recover. I’ve never found a good way to get over it, I just have to plow through it. Anyway, here are a few photos around Paris I took quite a while ago and never posted.

I read that this is the most popular photo shot in Montmartre. Maybe it’s all of the red and the view of the inviting seats down below in front of le Refuge. It’s not my favorite shot and I never even actually took it before but after reading the comment on Instagram about its popularity, I decided to take it.

Decorative book display. I can’t remember what the shop sold, maybe books?

A little cafe near Notre Dame. I like the writing and the painting on the front, maybe a priest? It’s in the Latin Quarter which once held many students and many priests teaching them using Latin, thus the name.

Views and Food

I met a friend up on Montmartre for breakfast one day at a place called the Hardware Société, owned and run by Australians from Melbourne. It was really good.

It was right around the corner and down a hill a bit from Sacre Coeur.

Where there was a very good harp player with speakers and taped background music.

The nice interior.

Beautiful and delicious french toast. I had yummy scrambled eggs.

I sat next to the window.

We had a beautiful day.

Isn’t this something? I saw it on Instagram and wondered how in the world they did it. I was standing below Sacre Couer and looked to my right and recognised the building, took the photo and then turned it so the hill looked flat. An optical illusion of sorts.

 

Here and There

A mix of photos here and there in Paris:

A famous restaurant in the les Halles areas for many years called Au Pied de Cochon, sort of translated as at the foot of the pig. They are known for their onion soup which I have had and it was really good.

As you can see these rats were caught-and stuffed-in 1925 in the les Halles area. There was a huge outdoor market there years ago and one of the reasons it was closed and moved elsewhere was because of the garbage and rat problem. They put a mall in its place unfortunately. These rats are in the window of an exterminator.

Sometimes you see a huge truck delivering flour via a hose (sort of like a gas or oil truck) into the kitchen of a boulangerie. This one had sacks delivered.

Seen one night in the window of a shop lit by only a lamp.

This and That in Paris

A mix of photos here and there in Paris:

This is a window of a cabaret on a little street off of Rue du Buci. Round and red, always eye catching.

Fragrant mimosa for sale-a herald of Spring along with daffodils.

Eye catching cafe tables and chairs with the obligatory ash trays. I seldom sit outside because of smokers.

I’m always taken by waiters with vests and ties and those long white aprons.

Inside Job

There is a red door on a little street on the Left Bank that has a special interior. A friend and I were sitting across the street a few years ago and saw a tour group enter and leave. When we asked the waiter about what was inside he gave us the code to get in. I’ve shown photos before of the circular  courtyard and how I wonder how the rooms are shaped that face the courtyard. My friend and I decided to enter as we passed and this time, a man was also entering and he let us into the courtyard which is usually blocked by a gate. We were there in the right place at the right time.

img_1594 Looking up from the courtyard.

img_1600 The gate that usually bars the way.

img_1595 As you can see, the angel has lost its wing being exposed to the weather.

img_1597 There wasn’t an elevator and the man who let up in climbed these stairs to the top, six floors.

img_1602 Nearby was this pretty oval window.