This set covers some more Paris street scenes and the Musee Rodin.



An ordinary street scene, taken during a random morning stroll about town.

Athletes, gardens, the Thinker, and a very fat bird )
This set covers some more Paris street scenes and the Musee Rodin.



An ordinary street scene, taken during a random morning stroll about town.

Athletes, gardens, the Thinker, and a very fat bird )


I have arranged the photos below the cut to represent my experience walking through the town, entering the gardens, now looking at the entire view, now leaning in to inspect a single flower.

Come walk through the gardens with me. )


I have arranged the photos below the cut to represent my experience walking through the town, entering the gardens, now looking at the entire view, now leaning in to inspect a single flower.

Come walk through the gardens with me. )
rachelmanija: (Autumn: small leaves)
( Aug. 14th, 2011 10:17 am)
I'll post photos from Monet's gardens tomorrow. They deserve a post all of their own.

These are all my photos, by the way. Don't look for great quality - I kept having to photograph in haste during the rare bursts of clear sky, then cram my camera into a ziplock bag and then into my purse, as it began to rain.

Oh yeah - I never got a chance to blog about this, but I saw the Tour de France! Story and photos below cut.

Street scenes, pink skeletons, a terrifying mime, the Thinker, a building made of tubes, the Tour de France, and the beautiful handwriting of Napoleon )
rachelmanija: (Autumn: small leaves)
( Aug. 14th, 2011 10:17 am)
I'll post photos from Monet's gardens tomorrow. They deserve a post all of their own.

These are all my photos, by the way. Don't look for great quality - I kept having to photograph in haste during the rare bursts of clear sky, then cram my camera into a ziplock bag and then into my purse, as it began to rain.

Oh yeah - I never got a chance to blog about this, but I saw the Tour de France! Story and photos below cut.

Street scenes, pink skeletons, a terrifying mime, the Thinker, a building made of tubes, the Tour de France, and the beautiful handwriting of Napoleon )
rachelmanija: (Default)
( Aug. 6th, 2011 11:03 am)
I'm getting an internal server error about every other time I try to upload a photo, so this is really laborious. As a result, I'm only pasting a few select shots rather than everything that looks cool.

The Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, misc street shots, zombie with machete in his head.

Read more... )
rachelmanija: (Default)
( Aug. 6th, 2011 11:03 am)
I'm getting an internal server error about every other time I try to upload a photo, so this is really laborious. As a result, I'm only pasting a few select shots rather than everything that looks cool.

The Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, misc street shots, zombie with machete in his head.

Read more... )
rachelmanija: (Reality of medieval times)
( Aug. 5th, 2011 10:45 am)
Cut for images of pastries, cheese, the Seine by night, and some very unhappy tourists. Most of these were taken by my mom.

Read more... )
rachelmanija: (Reality of medieval times)
( Aug. 5th, 2011 10:45 am)
Cut for images of pastries, cheese, the Seine by night, and some very unhappy tourists. Most of these were taken by my mom.

Read more... )
Spotted in Latin Quarter, or possibly Hogwarts:

Small raviolis with cream and basilisk.

Today I went to Givery and saw Monet's gardens. Absolutely exquisite. If I lived in Paris I would go every month at different times of day to watch the light and flowers change. The lilies were blooming, white and pink. Tok billions of inadequate photos. It was crowded but didn't seem so; it carried its own serenity.

Little town quite pretty too. Sat on bench by blooming sunflowers and ate baguette with ham and cheese and read bad free Kindle translation of Cyrano de Bergerac. Now even more impressed with Richard Wilbur version. But even clumky translators could not ruin the bit where Christian insults Cyrano with repeated nose references.

Has anyone read that and also Lope de Vega's El Caballero de Olmedo? I thought I saw some similarities in the old school hero and his death by inglorious modernity.

Also reading Les Miseables for first time. Kind of a slog. Possibly bad translation. Briefly came to life with intro of Jean Valjean but now back to endless philosophical musing. At first thought utterly perfect bishop was satire but I guess not.

Posted from Indle. Hope you all appreicate what a pain tht is.
I am posting from a net cafe in what I believe is em-h's old stomping grounds, near the Luxembourg Gardens. Great recommendation! I like this area a lot. On my way there I saw a patisserie about the siwe of a walk-in closet, with people lined up outside and new people walking up to join the line and walking out with little bags. I immediately joined the line, and got a very nice quiche lorraine, and a very light cheesecake gateau with raspberry sauce, garnished with jewel-like red currants. (They are sour and are mostly seeds.)

While I am not a fan of formal French gardens - they are a bit like geometry lessons in grass and flowers - the Luxemberg is a great place for a picnic, packed with benches and chairs, so I set up and ate there in front of a statue of some jolly Greek God and a meticulously pruned ellipsoid of mixed flowers with accents of Swiss chard. I had neevr before seen that as an orrnamental, but it's a pretty one with its red veins and great crinkled leaves.

I passed another patisserie with an extraordinary cake display of a chessboard chocolate and vanilla cake with chocolate chessmen on top. Inside, they had pastries labeled "tendresse de fruit3 and 3insolent fruits de bois." I expect those don't actually translate to "insolent fruits" and "a tenderness of fruits," but I shall keep my picturesque illusions until one of you corrects me. They also had whole candied fruits (confit de fruit) at outrageous prices, but that is how I learned that ananas is not banana, as I had assumed, but pineapple. I didn't buy anything there - way overpriced - but did note the presence of violet and Earl Grey macarons.

Can anyone who speaks French give me an idiomatic way of saying, "Can you please flip the egg over in the pan? I like the white to be cooked more." Or is that too outrageous a request? I like croque madames but I am tired of scraping off totally uncooked egg white. As for omelettes, I will never order one again. I do not understand the appeal of slimy uncooked egg white, but it seems people in Paris appreciate it a great deal. Or else I'm just unlucky.
Not posted from Kindle. Thank goodness. Returned to net cafe mom hauled me out of last time. You are supposed to order a drink, but mine never showed and it has been 20 minutes. Oh well, if I get charged for it anyway I will take that as the internet fee, as there is no way I can say "my cafe creme never came" in French.

By the way, since I have been posting at odd hours, you might want to click the tag to spot entries you might have missed. They should all be tagged now, and I can read comments on the Kindle even though it's too hard to reply from it.

The great pastry shop was La Duree, which it turns out is famous. The food has been generally excellent.

Highlights include a home meal made/put together by the Portuguese housekeeper of mom's friend: bread, mozzarella and tomatoes in olive oil, an intense garlicky gazpacho, ham, and cheese from the corner fromagerie. I especially liked the ball of sweet cream cheese rolled in black and yellow raisins, boulamour. At the fromagerie there was an intriguing looking cheese I might return to try, fontaineble, which was a very white cheese wrapped in cheesecloth and rising up from individual little ramekins like scoops of whipped cream.

I alsohad a fantastic salad of frisee with a poached egg and bacon. I know this is a classic French dish, but have annoyingly so far only seen it the one time.

In the window of a restaurant in Le Marais, I saw the following remarkable menu translations:

Conserve of duck, jumped apples has garlic.

Green salad, poached egg, gizzard, plugs (lardons), goat heat (cheese).

Crusty of poultry to the cheddar.

Melting mouse of lamb to the thyme. (A cut called souris, which is literally mouse, I am told.)

Paving stone of ostrich to bilberries. (Pavè.)
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