Postcards from Paris
5, Fevrier, 2009
As I write, the bells of Notre Dame are tolling. The steeple is in view from my desk.
Aujourd'hui,
je marche a very long way to a market I remember visiting on my last trip to Paris. I was particularly
enchante
avec a vendor who sold special combinations of sea salts. Today, I made her
tres happy as I stocked my pantry
avec salts, pepper, mustards, mayonnaise, honey, oil, nutmeg and a tomato confit which
madame promised will delight my palate. When I arrived home to my wee flat, I cooked a delicious
dejeuner, for myself.
bjx