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12 Days in Paris: BONUS – French Fashion Trends!

You may have noticed that there were many references to walking around and checking out boutiques. Although I bought very little, I loved seeing the trends for fall/winter. Animal prints and ballet flats were everywhere!  Sometimes combined!  I also found it amusing to see antique-style shoes after attending the exhibit at Versailles on the influence of 18th century fashion on modern designers.  I tried to capture the interesting windows, but it was hard because of glass reflections. Below are the successes from that effort, now a bit outdated, but winter is still with us…

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12 Days in Paris: Day 12…Le Fin!

Monica and I started our last day at the botanical gardens.  The gardens were free, but underwhelming, so much so that I didn’t deem them photo-worthy.  I noticed a lot of joggers and I think it would be a lovely place to work out, but New York’s botanical gardens are far more impressive.  After strolling around, Monica and I went to the cafe at the Great Mosque, since I liked it so much when Véronique and Jacqueline took me and it was right down the block.  The courtyard was full, so we sat in the front garden, which was equally lovely.  I ordered the pink almond pastry again and of course mint tea.

We ordered pastries from this nice man and then waiters came around with trays of mint tea

Repeat pink almond pastry and sweet mint tea

Monica in the front garden

I visited a lot of stores during the trip, but I was waiting until the end to make most of my purchases because I wanted to make sure I had seen everything.  After tea, we walked to the very crowded Marais, since it was the only neighborhood where stores are open on Sundays (making up for the fact that many of them are closed on Saturday for Shabbat).  Place des Vosges was extra crowded because it was the day of Dominique Strauss-Kahn’s (DSK) first homecoming, which certainly dates this post…hehe.  DSK was expected momentarily so there were large crowds and media crews spilling into the street at the front entrance of his apartment.  Later we saw more paparazzis at the surprisingly plain back entrance.

Crowds outside DSK's apartment

Media crews

Paparazzi's at the back entrance

Monica and I met up with Véronique and Jacqueline and then shopped.  My favorite purchase was a pair of purple Bensimon sneakers, which are considered the French Converse.

Bensimon's = the French Converse

That night we had a lovely dinner at home with my family friends who hosted us.  One of our friends took us to the trendy Hôtel du Nord for a farewell drink, and though I didn’t take a photo, I enjoyed the company and the bar’s classic decor.  The next day I left early in the morning to return to NYC….

Packed and dressed in my travel uniform with only one bag more than I came with...I think I travel light.

Please check back tomorrow for an extra special Paris post!


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12 Days in Paris: Day 11

This is going to be a short post, since day 11 got off to a late start.  Upon waking, Monica and I headed to Port des Vanves to check out the marché aux puces (flea market), which is known for vintage clothing, dolls, and jewelry (all of my favorite things!).  In order to find good deals you are supposed to go early, but we were both more interested in browsing than shopping.  The only thing I liked was a 300-something Euro antique doll (too high, even if bargained down), so I left empty handed.

Shoppers at the Port de Vanves flea market

Table at the Port de Vanves flea market

After the flea market, Monica went to meet friends and I walked to Montparnasse, a neighborhood known for its intellectual and artistic heritage (Picasso, Léger, and Soutine were among the artists who moved there when the rents in Montmarte became too high).  I stopped in the Montparnasse cemetery and visited Marguerite Duras, who is one of my favorite writers.  It was a bit difficult finding her grave, since she is apparently less popular than Simone de Beauvoir, Jean-Paul Sartre, and Man Ray, who are also buried there.

Marguerite Duras' grave has a lot of shrubbery

Notice the canister of film appropriately placed on Man Ray's grave

Sartre and Beauvoir's joint grave is very popular

Following the cemetery I checked out boutiques along the Rue de Bac and then visited the Chapelle Notre Dame de la Medaille Miraculeuse (Chapel of Our Lady of the Miraculous Medal), which is a pilgrimage site across from Le Bon Marché department store.  I finished my walk early around Saint-Sulpice, since I was going to have dinner with family friends in Neuilly and I wanted to change (Neuilly is a suburb of Paris that is a bit far out).

Delectable cakes in the window of Gérard Mulot Pâtisserie

Macaron Eiffel tower in the window of Gérard Mulot Pâtisserie

Later that night I met up with Monica, Véronique, and Jacqueline and though we had planned to hang out on the Canal Saint-Martin, it was raining, so instead we happened upon a dance party at the House of Architecture (I’m not sure how many architecture-related events actually take place there since I only saw the center used for lounging and partying, but it was a cool space nonetheless…hehe).

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12 Days in Paris: Day 10

BONJOUR MES AMIS!  It seems a bit absurd to still be posting about a trip from six months ago, but I blog slowly and some recent events necessitated a break.  I am back now and in the interest of completion, I will finish the last three days of the Paris trip series, with an extra special fun post at the end (think French fashion trend spotting!).

Day ten followed a relaxed schedule as I started the day at the Petit Palais.  The Petit Palais is a beautiful Beaux-Arts building that was built for the Universal Exhibition of 1900 and now houses the Paris Museum of Fine Arts.  Admission to the museum is free, although I paid extra to see a photo show.  I must have been really tired that day because I forgot to photograph the Petit Palais and instead photographed the Grand Palais (a grander Beaux-Arts building across the street that was also built for the Universal Exhibition of 1900 and also shows changing exhibits).

Grand Palais

After the exhibition, I walked along the fashionable Rue du Faubourg Saint Honore, which is the Paris equivalent of Madison Avenue (in addition to nearby Avenue Montaigne).  I read in my Timeout guide about Jean-Paul Hévin, an upscale chocolate store that specializes in cheese-filled chocolates, and I decided to go there to buy gifts for my family friends and my parents.  Although the chocolate-cheeses sounded a bit odd, I figured if they were the specialty, they had to be decent.  I was wrong about this…

Window of Jean-Paul Hévin

Weird cheese-filled chocolates (the fact that this box sat in my house for several months until being chucked following this photo says something about their popularity or lack thereof)

I walked from Saint Honore to the Madeline, a famous church surrounded by Paris’ most well known and upscale specialty food shops (Fauchon and Hediard).  I went into the church and then browsed some of the shops, which sold beautifully packaged luxury food products, exotic fruits, teas, etc…

Colorful fruit display at Hediard

From the Madeline, I took the subway to Notre-Dame-de-Lorette to pick up Moroccan glasses for my mother (this is a ritual that is done on every trip, since we are continually breaking glasses and only one store has the specific pattern we collect).  I was not very familiar with the area, but I knew I was near the original location of the Rose Bakery and since I liked the Marais location so much, I wanted to try it.  The minimalist decor and interesting people watching were similar.  I ordered a pizzette with side salads and once again the food was delicious!

Market fresh produce at the entrance of the Rose Bakery

Pizzette at the Rose Bakery

In the afternoon I went back to my friend’s apartment in the 10th arrondissement to drop off my purchases and then met up with Véronique and Jacqueline for a pick me up.  They took me to a lovely outdoor cafe in the nearby House of Architecture.  I ordered grapefruit juice because I wanted something different and had never had it before (I realize grapefruit juice is available in the US, it’s just not something I usually drink).  I may have also ordered it because pamplemousse (grapefruit) is the funniest French word to me…hehe.  The drink was a bit bitter for my taste, but the bobo (bourgeois bohemian) people watching was even better than that at the Rose Bakery.

Friends with Coke and pamplemousse (grapefruit) juice

House of Architecture Cafe

We spent the rest of the afternoon walking around the Canal St. Martin and had an informal dinner at a family friend’s apartment.  After dinner, Monica and I went to a nearby bar where we met some UNESCO interns and then hung out with them along the Canal St. Martin.  Unfortunately I did not take a photo, but after dusk the canal turned into the hottest spot in town.  Picture groups of friends camped out on picnic blankets with booze, refreshments, etc…

I am scared of American motorcycles, but for some reason Vespas are very appealing to me.

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12 Days in Paris: Day 9

On the ninth day my French friend Véronique offered to show me around.  I was curious to see the 19th arrondissement, which is a diverse residential neighborhood that has recently grown in popularity (or rather is gentrifying).   Our first stop was 104/Centquarte, a contemporary art center in the former building of Municipal Funeral Services. Over 200 artists work in the center’s studio spaces, which are open to the public. Unfortunately, we were there too early and most of the building was closed, but we saw some installations around the vast lobby.

Hills covered in CDs at 104/Centquatre

The coolest wire fence ever

After 104/Centquatre, we took the subway a few stops to the nearby Buttes-Chaumont park.  Buttes-Chaumont makes Central Park look like a flatland.  The park has a lake, waterfalls, bridges, cliffs, hills, etc.  It reminded me of the romantic-style settings of Watteau’s fête galante paintings (a genre of paintings typically depicting aristocrats frolicking outdoors).

On the suspension bridge in Buttes-Chaumont Park

Look at Véronique's t-shirt!

We went for a mini-hike in the park and then met up with our friend Jacqueline for lunch in the Marais. We went to one of the two locations of the Rose Bakery, which is my favorite non-French, non-Moroccan restaurant in Paris.  The restaurant is owned by a Franco-English couple and serves English-inspired food, specializing in market-fresh vegetable dishes and baked goods.  We ordered two vegetarian tarts and one tofu avocado salad to split.  The food was delicious and the trendy people-watching was equally interesting (my friends recognized a French actress, although I didn’t know her).  I found it was funny that the restaurant’s help wanted sign was only in English.

Excellent meal at the Rose Bakery

Following lunch Véronique and Jacqueline showed me their favorite boutiques in the Marais. We walked to the Bastille and then decided to go to the Great Mosque of Paris for tea. The Great Mosque is the largest mosque in France and it is stunning!  We selected several types of middle eastern pastries and then sat in the courtyard garden where waiters came around with trays of sweet mint tea.  The courtyard was pretty and relaxing, minus the occasional pigeon flying around.  We peeked into the indoor restaurant, which was also quite beautiful and took some photos there.

Courtyard at the Great Mosque of Paris

Marzipan-ish pink almond pastry and delicious sweet mint tea

Indoor restaurant at the Great Mosque

Jacqueline and I posing at the indoor restaurant

We took the bus back to my friend’s apartment to meet Monica.  It was my first and last time on a bus in Paris, since  similar to NY’s buses, it was scenic, but very very slow.  At night Monica and I went out for (an undocumented) dinner with a family friend at the historic Brasserie Wepler.  Picasso, Modigliani, Apollinaire, Henry Miller, and Truffaut all frequented the restaurant, so it was lovely to experience the grand brasserie and enjoy a meal with great company.


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12 Days in Paris: Day 8

Day eight was the only day I spent primarily alone.  Although I loved showing Monica and Charles around, it was nice to take a break from playing tour guide and do some random exploring, without feeling the pressure to hit as many sites as possible.  I directed Monica to the Louvre and headed to Montmartre, which is both the name of a hill and its surrounding arrondissement (neighborhood).  Montmartre is known for Sacré-Cœur Basilica, which sits atop the hill at the highest point in Paris.  The area is also famous for its bohemian and artistic heritage (Renoir, Toulouse-Lautrec, Modigliani, Van Gogh, and Picasso all worked around Montmartre at some point).  I had seen Sacré-Cœur’s facade on previous visits, but had never been inside.  I chose to walk up to the basilica, although there was also a funicular.

View from the top

Sacré-Cœur was packed!  The golden mosaic interiors were impressive, but my favorite part of reaching the top of the hill was seeing the spectacular panoramic views of Paris.  It was also fun to observe foreign couples having (mock?) wedding photos taken on the steps.  After touring the basilica, I wandered around Montmartre and visited boutiques.  I was a little disappointed to see some of the same stores that were in the neighborhood where I was staying.  It reminded me of NYC where we have the same chains everywhere, except the boutiques were smaller in size.


My next destination was La Pagode theater in the the 7th arrondissement.  La Pagode is an antique-style pagoda that was built by the owner of Le Bon Marché as a gift for his wife.  The structure was intended to serve as a ballroom for their home next door, but now houses a movie theater with a charming garden cafe.  I stopped by and enjoyed a lovely pot of green tea from Mariage Frères (the best french tea!).  After tea, I walked around the 7th arrondissement, which is a very upscale residential neighborhood that contains many government institutions and foreign embassies.  I passed the École Militaire (a prestigious military academy), Invalides (Napoleon’s burial site), and UNESCO’s headquarters, the latter of which I really wanted to tour, but requires a three-month advanced appointment.

La Pagode looked a lot more spectacular in person.

Tea at La Pagode

Tea and dragons

La Pagode's Japanese garden

In the evening I met up with Monica again and we had dinner at a family friend’s house.  Afterwards we went to Oberkampf, which is an area with a lot of bars and lively nightlife.  Oberkampf was a short walk from where we were staying, which was great because the Paris metro does not run all night (this and air conditioning are the only things the MTA has on Paris).  We had drinks at Ave Maria, which is a very kitschy and cute bar that was recommended by my Timeout guide.  We ordered kir royals and I was impressed that the drinks were reasonably priced and you could pick from a variety of fruit flavors (to be added to the sparkling wine).  I would definitely go back (if I was still in Paris)!  Thus concludes day 8.


Ave Maria Bar


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12 Days in Paris: Day 7

Similar to my first day in Paris, day seven was an epically long day.  The day heralded a changing of the guard, as Charles left and my friend Monica arrived within 20 minutes of each other.  It was Monica’s very first time in Paris, so I wanted to show her around, but I didn’t want to overwhelm her, as she hadn’t slept on the plane.  I decided to take her to the Marais, since it is my favorite neighborhood and not as crowded as the major sites (except on Sundays, but this wasn’t a Sunday).  We started at some of the oldest buildings in Paris.

Medieval architecture

We visited the oldest mansion in the Marais, which has a bullet hole on its façade.

Oldest mansion in the Marais

We also stopped at the (unpictured) Holocaust Memorial, which was appropriately somber.  It was additionally sad that the memorial had very intense security.  For lunch we got take out from L’As du Falafel, which is the most famous falafel place in Paris and Lenny Kravitz’ restaurant of choice.  The falafel was good, but not significantly better than Chez Marianne, where I ate the week before with Charles.

L'As du Falafel

Casher = Kosher

We walked to Place des Vosges, which as previously described is where I would want to live in Paris.  We toured Victor Hugo’s apartment, which overlooks the square and is now a free museum.  I definitely recommend stopping by as a quick and cultural visit, although the apartment is a bit dark.

Place des Vosges

Chinoiserie room at Victor Hugo's apartment = my favorite room!

The rest of Victor Hugo's apartment

We walked to the Institut du Monde Arab (Institute of the Arab World), which is housed in a very innovative building designed by Jean Nouvel.  The windows of the building have metal geometrical designs, which open and close based on the light exposure and in turn control the lighting in the building.  The Institute has changing exhibits, a large bookstore, a cafe, a restaurant, and a free rooftop deck with great views of the city.  We stopped at the cafe for a pick-me-up and I ordered mint tea.  It was super strong!

Institut du Monde Arab

Cool window

Mint tea service

We then walked to the nearby Memorial to the Martyrs of the Deportation, which memorializes the 160,000 people who were deported from France to concentration camps.  The design is supposed to evoke aspects of a concentration camp, with narrow passages and restricted views of the outside world.

Memorial to the Deportation

Memorial lights

The memorial is close to Notre Dame Cathedral, so that was our next stop.

Notre Dame from the back

I thought this gargoyle was so cute! Not exactly the desired reaction...hehe.

Our last stop was Shakespeare & Company, which is frequently mentioned in one of my favorite books, Ernest Hemingway’s “A Moveable Feast.”  Hemingway and other famous deceased writers used to hang out there and borrow money from the owner Sylvia Beech.  The shop was cute and I especially liked that there were a couple auditorium style seats where we could rest and flip through books.

Shakespeare and Co. (and Monica's backside)

After a very exhausting day, we went to my friend Véronique’s apartment for a welcome dinner party.  Véronique is of French tunisian descent and she is an expert couscous maker.  She cooked couscous merguez, which was the best I had in Paris.  This was also the last time I ate couscous merguez because by this time I had officially ODed on it.

Couscous merguez with peppers and melon

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