français friday
This, then, is my last unwrapped memory of Paris.
Hubby and I found a delightful boutique during a wander around St-Germain-des-Prés.
It was like stepping into another world: très français, oui.
Les parisiennes were so helpful, offering to "wrrrrap zis geeeeft" etc.. I found a gorgeous nutty candle for Greg and Em, and a tealight candle-holder with the word amitié(friendship) for us.
And then I spied two funky bright red espresso cups with candlewax inside: wow... two of my vices all-in-one. Couldn't resist. So that's what's hiding inside le cadeau. I'm thinking I may put it under the Christmas tree, and savour l'expérience then...
posted by skatey katie @ 8:25 AM
3 Comments:
You have a lot more patience than me...wait until Christmas! That's like....for-evvvv-eerrr! ha!
Kate - the memory is always the last part of the pleasure. N.
tulip
when you live there, we might be living there too...
that would be so grand.
and i promise we'll come round for baguettes and fromage and general hilarity :o)
and your hubby can tell us his funny french stories about marie and chérie.
and my hubby can add his weird frrrench accent and a leeetle je ne sais quoi.
ok?? :o)
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