Last Decadent Day in Paris, March 8th

View of the Pyrenees. Took a plane in the a.m. from Barcelona
back to Paris. Large breakfast at hotel in Sitges, not shown.

Walked all over Paris. On way to Jim's Birthday lunch. Favorite bridge? Pont Neuf I guess.

Window of Deyrolle, living cabinet of curiousities. I was too shy to whip out my camera inside.
(We got kicked out of the Taj Mahal that way.) There were some incredible dead butterflies inside
which were eerily beautiful, as was the whole shop.

Umbrella Shop on Blvd St Germaine? Yes please!

Smart Cars smooching. So polite to leave room for other cars to park. Brooklyn take note.

Favorite paintshop on the rue Voltaire The first time I was ever in Paris was 1991.
I bought watercolors for myself here. The colors are clear and rich. up there with Schminke.

Lunch at the Relais de l'Entrecôte.Not such a delicious photo, but this place is incredible. It was recommended to me by Vivian Pei, one of my favorite gourmands and it's the most delicious steak I've ever had. When you walk in, they ask how you want it cooked, write it on your tablecloth and they bring it over and keep it coming.
The fun is trying to figure out how to duplicate that tarragon sauce at home.
They only serve steak. And dessert. We had the Mont Blanc.

More desserts. It was Jim's Birthday people. Come on.

And then a little glass of wine.

And then dinner. The third time I ate here this trip--my favorite little restaurant with
really typical food called Aux Tonneaux Les Halles on the very fun rue de Montorgueil, a great street to
meet friends, filled with bars and
little food shops. I adore this dish, Cuisse de Canard with
sauteed potatoes and simple salad dressed with fresh vinaigrette.
We are the dorks who take pictures of our food.

End of trip. That's all folks.