After seeing these gorgeous rare color images of Paris in the early 1900’s today, I simply had to go back to my Paris photos and share some black and white ones that I love.
There’s something about bicycles that makes me happy. To me they are reminders of carefree days pedaling along bumpy gravel roads on the Alberta prairies as a child and equally bumpy cobbled roads cruising through Amsterdam as an adult.
I’ve never cycled through Paris though, for I’m afraid I’d crash into something whilst craning my neck to look at some gorgeous building or enticing cafe.
I love the parks of Paris with their wide, white pathways perfect for ambling and glossy green benches perfect for sitting.
This park was the site my friend Amy and I chose for a break one sunny Autumn afternoon after purchasing a box full of tarts and pastries at a nearby patisserie.
Paris cafes always, always make me smile, especially when there’s an empty table on the sidewalk just waiting for me and a dear friend to sit at and talk for ages over cups of strong coffee and plates of cheese-filled crepes or crispy roast chicken.
I like the statues placed around Paris, and always wonder who made them and who the model was and what the story is behind them. I especially liked this one providing shelter to a cheeky bird on a windy day.
And I always sigh thinking about a Paris apartment. Looking up at the embellishments on the walls and the balconies near the top provide fodder for some very happy daydreaming.
I’d love to rent a top floor one someday, and have dinner parties on the roof-top terrace on warm Autumn evenings.
I’ve also been thinking of Paris because I’m on a brioche-making-kick.
Last time I told you about the brioche studded with dark chocolate, and today I’ll share a photo of my latest attempt: brioche with chunks of dark chocolate covered marzipan.
Oh my. I had it for breakfast this morning and felt well and truly spoiled. I think I added too much marzipan (is there such a thing?), for the top of the loaf emerged with some rather large marzipan-filled crevices, but I’m not complaining. It may look a bit wonky, but it tastes like a little slice of heaven.
You can find my brioche recipe here.
What are your favorite places or things to daydream about?