Twenty years ago, I sat in the heart of South America, in the middle of the Pantanal, the world’s largest wetland area, in the Brazilian state Mato Grosso. And what was I doing? I was watching the 1994 World Cup…WHAT ELSE? Read more
I had every intention of writing while away but somehow it just never happened. I could tell you that it was because we had problems with our internet connection…which is true. Or I could explain how most of the island shut for a good part of each week, due to the Easter holidays…which is also true. But, the real reason… Read more
I have just returned from what was supposed to be a glorious week away skiing during the kids’ Winter Half Term. Francophile husband (CSr), decided to try something new this year so we headed to Italy. The plan was to fly to Venice and drive north to the Dolomites, a mountain range in northeastern Italy in the South Tyrol province. Except I didn’t ski… Read more
Going to Paris for dinner may seem a bit extravagant…okay it is REALLY extravagant…but it’s not every day that your brother-in-law (BIL), turns 40 so we organized a surprise dinner for him…and since he lives in Paris, well, dinner is in Paris!
We arrive at Gare du Nord on the Eurostar and are hoping to walk around a bit before dinner. Unfortunately, the windy, wet downpour we left 2 hours and 15 minutes ago in London, has also arrived with us.
The restaurant, is located on I’le Saint Louis, which is one of two natural islands in the middle of Paris, the other one being I’le de la Cite.
So much for walking through the streets to soak in the city. Never mind, we head straight to the restaurant, Le Sergent Recruteur and order some champagne…to toast BIL’s big birthday and pending arrival…of course.
I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if we had just a little glass…while we wait…
After another glass…we are in Paris after all, BIL arrives, is genuinely surprised and was not at all expecting us. Well done to sister-in-law (SIL) for keeping it a secret.
We dine on 10 gorgeously exquisite dishes from the evening’s tasting menu. I couldn’t possibly do Le Chef, Antonin Bonnet, justice with my feeble attempts at describing the food or the presentation, so I will just show you a picture of dessert.
First, I must add that my favorite dish was a plump piece of lieu noir, which I think is hake, on a bed of chickpeas with a leek and parsley jus and I think a bit of saffron. But the ‘piece de resistance’ was Le Chef’s dessert. Half snickers, half twix…called a ‘SNIX’…seriously.
After dinner, the rain stopped so we walked across Le Marais near where BIL and SIL live, and popped into a dark, smoky, rustic bar for a nightcap.
I’ve been going to France with CSr and his family for over 10 years now and it’s shameful that I still can’t speak French. But at 11:30pm on a Wednesday night in a Parisian bar, I feel oddly redeemed as I am the only one that knows all the words to the song currently playing…
‘And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessmen slowly get stoned
Yes, they’re sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it’s better than drinkin’ alone
Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum…’
You can take the girl out of Long Island, but you can’t take Billy Joel or the rest of Long Island out of the girl…even in Paris.
Joyeux Anniversaire to my 40 year old BIL!
Oh, and Happy Valentine’s Day! Wishing you all some chocolate, champagne and sweet thoughts of Paris…or Long Island.
Long Island Iced Tea:
We took the overnight train to Scotland last week for a long weekend away. C1 and C2 had been waiting for weeks to see what train beds actually look like, while I, on the other hand, had been in complete and utter denial about the whole thing. It’s not that I didn’t like the idea of sleeping on a train, it’s just that I couldn’t imagine actually sleeping on the train… Read more
Wow!!! Has it really been 2 weeks since I posted ANYTHING? Ooops!!! The back to work and back to school grind has sort of set in then I suppose…either that or nobody is reading this anyway and not missing much!
Anyway, I have quite a few funny stories to tell from a weekend in Hong Kong …yes, I did say weekend. Crazy right? Sort of… Read more
It is the end of our month long summer visit to NY and NJ and we are back out on Long Island…on the south fork, past all of the Hamptons, on the eastern most point of Long Island…in Montauk…also known as The End… Read more
On the last night of ‘what it’s like’ in Avalon, on the Jersey Shore (more like Jersey Cape), we are s l o w l y packing up and getting ready to head back to NYC. We’ve all agreed to stay in (again!) tonight so that means cleaning out the frig, using up what we can, and ordering as much take away as we need to feed our crowd, together for one last night… Read more
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