Thursday, January 28, 2010
Fashion designer, Adam Kimmel did it again. This time he displayed his recent Menswear Fall 2010 Collection casting scary monsters donning his threads while at the casino. At first, I was really disappointed not to be able to participate and gamble. I had put on my Sharon Stone dress with big hair and very 60's make up only to be held behind a red velvet barrier. But what a sight! I know tonight I am definitely going to have nightmares. I wonder why?
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Every night I walk our dog through the streets of Montmartre. Even after living here for ten years, it is hard to take these windy, paved hills for granted. Every night I pass the apartment where Eric Satie's composed his music and where Vincent Van Gogh lived with his brother, Theo for four years on Rue Lepic. I also stroll by the atelier where Picasso painted his famous "Period Bleu' series. This evening it was raining so there was a void in the streets compared to the usual tourist swarms on a Saturday night.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Well, I am not one for sweets nor dessert after a meal...I would rather eat well and have a second glass of Cote du Rotie or for this occasion, a glass of Meursault 2002. That all changed last night at my dinner party when a friend brought a Pierre Herme creation called, Isphan, for dessert. For those of you who live outside of Paris, Pierre Herme gained his reputation while serving as pastry chef for LA DUREE. He finally opened up his own boutique in two locations in Paris. Walking into his closet size patisserie store is like standing in a Place Vendome jewelry store. Every creation is unique and desired. Once I put a fork full in my mouth, I was sent to an exotic land full of fairies and pure heaven for that spit second of sheer pleasure.
Rose macaroon with rose petal, raspberry, and lichee creme........
Monday, January 11, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Alas, my feet have found the firm Gallic soil after three weeks of traveling the Pacific West coast of the North America Continent. No more flat and chewy wine. To celebrate my good luck, I decide to spend the night in Beaune, capital of Burgundy, to break up our 9 hour car ride to the south of France. I know of a wonderful caveau in Puligny Montrachet where one can buy the creme de la creme of Burgundy wine which specializes in the golden Meursault and Montrachets. I am also a big fan of the violet hued Volnays which always end up in my wine wish list. One has to have patience with these wines. They will sit for a good 5-10 years in my cave before they hit human lips. 2015, here we come!