Epic brunch at La Bellevilloise
How adorable was this place? Let me count the ways. Live piano and singing, tables everywhere, juice bar, bottomless cups of coffee (unheard of in Paris), all-you-can-eat brunch (also unheard of), funky decorations, huge open room, skylight roof. I will be returning.
Billy described this brunch spot the night before, and at some point he waxed poetic about bounties of pastries and bread baskets and croissants just hanging from trees and spilling out all over the place, and I thought, “Surely he’s exaggerating.” but no…There was, in fact, a bountiful pastry tree.
I’m already looking into planting one in my living room.
Up next…I don’t even think I can talk about these without drooling all over your face.
I’m just…I’m just speechless. I’m just looking at you, and my eyes are open, but they’re wide and they’re like, “Can you believe this???” That’s all. Just come to Paris, and go to this brunch place, and get 90 of these.
Daisies in the Park
Afterwards, Billy bought us all gerber daisies, and we hung out and stared at the beautiful fall colors, twirling our daisies all the while.
Even the guys. It was adorable. I love Billy.
Zombie Cemetery Stroll
Paris has a famous cemetery called Pere Lachaise. Famous graves include Jim Morrison, Oscar Wilde, Edith Piaf, and Gertrude Stein. I never knew a cemetery could be so beautiful. It’s like a park with paved cobblestone paths, beautiful bright orange and yellow trees, and gigantic family tombs lined up side by side with their own decor and style and story, mostly hundreds of years old.
My camera died, so I didn’t get many pictures but this is another place I must return to.
When it’s the day before Halloween, and one is in a cemetery, one cannot resist the urge to act like zombies.
Should it have gotten old at some point? Maybe.
Nope, not even a little.
Sitting zombie. Love it. Happy Halloween!
Oh it’s December? Meh.