Christmas lights in Paris

We are not doing very much Christmas shopping this year; we're saving our pennies for travel in 2014. That doesn't mean we can't go window shopping or enjoy the Christmas lights on the Champs Élysées.

One of Patrice's favorite shops - haha!

No money for dinner at Fouquet's

The view is always great, though.

The giant ferris wheel in the place de la Concorde

Merry Christmas to all!

Autumn in the Bois de Boulogne

We're having some fine weather here in Paris. This Sunday we traveled across to the opposite (west) side of Paris to take a bike ride in the Bois de Boulogne.

The trees haven't yet given up all of their autumn colors . . .

And biking is good for Patrice's knee . .  .

Les Étangs de Hollande

On Sunday afternoon we had lunch with Patrice's granddaughter Léa who lives in the suburbs southwest of Paris. On the way home we drove through the forest of Rambouillet. We stopped to take a walk along the Étangs (ponds) de Hollande which were built during the reign of Louis XIV to bring water to the fountains in the Parc de Versailles.

As we drove home through Paris, I couldn't help talking one more photo of the Eiffel Tower. I know it's a cliché, but I still pinch myself when I pass by. I can't believe I actually live here.

Thanksgiving 2013

Thanksgiving is virtually unknown in Paris. It's just another Thursday. You don't see turkeys in the markets, nor cranberries, sweet potatoes, or pumpkin pie.

This year we decided to host a Thanskgiving dinner for my friends Dominique and Emmanuel and their three kids. Seven people for dinner in our tiny apartment - but that's what Thanksgiving is all about.

The first challenge was finding traditional foods and then finding a way to cook the turkey and several other dishes in my tiny oven. The solution? We have an excellent butcher nearby and were able to order a turkey which they roasted for us. Patrice had never eaten (or carved) a turkey before.


French pastry shops offer dozens of tasty desserts but they've never heard of pumpkin pie, so I decided to make one from scratch. I found a recipe and then had to translate into the metric system: How many grams in a teaspoon of cinnamon? How many milliliters in 12 ounces of cream? You get the idea.

However, everything turned out just fine as you can see in the photos below.

Serving the turkey which my guests had never eaten before

Dominique and daughter Claudia

Melissa and her father Emmanuel

Dominique, Claudia, Paolo and me

 I hope your Thanksgiving was as happy as ours.

Horses on the march

As I've mentioned before, we live near the Place de la Nation which is a frequent site of marches and demonstrations. Yesterday, it was horses and riders who were marching to protest a proposed tax increase on riding lessons.

Will the government back down? I don't know. But the marches provide us with interesting photo opportunities.

Police on horseback awaiting the march

 

Bricolage

When we couldn't find a small side table with the right dimensions to fit in a tiny space beside our couch, Patrice decided to build one himself. He loves to bricoler (tinker or Do-it-yourself). I've mentioned his building talents before. And even though we have just a small space in the cellar, he's got it all equipped for small projects.

Shoes

I need a new pair of shoes for winter, and if you've followed this blog before you'll know that I'm not big on fashion or shopping for shoes. However, I just couldn't help stopping to check out the shoes in this shop on the Blvd Saint Germain in a trendy area of Paris.

With a hefty price tag of 750 Euros (~$1000!) and a bad knee, I'm not likely to buy a pair like this any time soon. ;-)  But you can find anything in Paris . . .