I love it. Just walking down rue Saint-Denis (oui, that rue Saint-Denis), outside Ma Cave Fleury, a sweet wine bar next to my Bio market, this little three-piece band played and neighbors just hung out, drinking aperos, lounging in chairs, enjoying the glorious weather; the lovely day.
I keep saying I'm going to try my hand at the leisurely Sundays the French have so well mastered. Next week...
Hi-hi, sat at Twinkies last sunday and thought "Wow, is that a real sex-shop with a real peep-show over there"? Rue Saint-Denis, what a surprice...
ReplyDeleteThere are no Sundays like a Sunday in Paris. It's my absolutely most favorite day of the week there.
ReplyDeleteIt has been 3 years now and we have mastered the leisurely Sunday here in BA.
ReplyDeleteOurs almost always involves the dog, a Bloody Mary and plenty of people watching. )