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Showing posts with label The Ritz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Ritz. Show all posts
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
I looked at this little paw clutching the patisserie counter in anticipation and wondered...
Mom, how come my first sandwich cookie was an Oreo?
Not a framboise macaron..?
I've no remembrances of things (madeleines) past...
I cut my eye tooth on home-made rock-hard oatmeal cookies...
I never made any religieuses with the aid of a kid's cookbook. Though Mom, you did let me place raisin 'buttons' on the gingerbread men.C'est comme ca...
My marshmallows were not exotically flavored delicate affairs like these pastel guimauves...
Mine came in a puffy bag and I popped them one-by-one into my mouth without thinking. I enjoyed roasting them over the stove on a fork, especially when you were out of the house Mom. How I never burnt down the house is amazing!
Claes Oldenburg got it right...
Our cakes are clutzy!
Everything is too big.
No wonder we go nuts over Paris pastries?
When we grew up eating this?
Where was our early taste-bud training?
French kids learn to become little locavores early cooking what's in season..
Mom, I'm feeling a bit miffed. A bit deprived...
I have a lot of catching up to do and it's hard work!
I'd like to send you all bites of everything I have to taste to catch up. The next best thing is this Paris patisserie guide. I met the editor at BEA last month. She was telling me what hard work it was, having Paris pastry chefs drop off new gateaux everyday at her office to taste. And it took some heavy arm twisting to get those chefs to divulge their secret recipes for the book. Pastry isn't all fun and games you know...
bien élevé = qui a reçu une bonne éducation.
BONJOUR PASTRY EDUCATION!
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Staying with Paris fashion for another moment,I felt I have to tell you that GREY is the color for Fall.
Audrey Hepburn is always all over Paris in many forms, but this is an innovative version in these grey handbags..non?
You wouldn't think grey rubber rain boots would be a fashion statement but you'd be wrong in Paris...
Grey flannel flats will do very nicely too...
The windows at HELLO KITTY were full of grey... HELLO KITTY! Are you kidding me? Hey! do not turn up your nose. This shop is on Place Vandome down from THE RITZ. I admit I was a bit surprised too...ahem
The layered look toute en gris
It's all over this town up the whazoo. The KEY accessory is a metalic leather bag/sac...
Note this gold number with the grey stripped scarf flung over it...Just stitch on a few odd buttons (grey of course) and you've got a fashion statement par excellance.
Or you could mix your metalics...plenty of flats are still out there.
Should I buy this one? Pas cher either - maybe 45 or 65 Euros. I forget which. I also forget where I took this picture :(
This was the piece de resistance of my GREY research and a "stolen shot" on the Metro too! A bag made entirely of pop can openers! Tres chic non?
I had Sunday tea with another blogger at Dalloyau.
She's lived in Paris a few years, put forth an interesting point:
Americans come to Paris and desperately want to dress like the French. And Americans desperately want to pass as French. I was of course, wearing my correctly knotted French scarf + a ton of grey/gris, while she was wearing a white cable knit V-neck "tennis" sweater = very AMERICAN! Naturally the whole world wants to dress "FRENCH" but what do you think of this phenomenon?
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