Tuning in

I may be the only person in the nation not watching American Idol right now. Just never got into it. I have enough “appointment” TV in my life, a point that was aptly driven home while I was in Paris without a TV. How weird it was to be so still. Good for...

Cafe scene

For just a few euros I bought a little painting. It’s the size of a postcard, so I mean little. A middle-aged woman was just sitting there on the sidewalk near the Louvre with a tiny paintbrush working on a piece while selling an array of others.The one I bought...

Nailed

So I’m getting a kick out of all the religious questioning and backlash swirling around right now. There’s the hoopla over The DaVinci Code, of course. And now I see Madonna has depicted herself in a crucifixion on her latest tour. I so dig her and her big...

Real food

Today it’s about the food. The quality and pure goodness of the food.Highlights:– Hmmmmm. How to do justice to the hot chocolate in words. A tip from a salesgirl led me to Cafe Angelina on Rue de Rivoli. “The best chocolat chaud in all of...

Awe

Paris. I hardly know where to begin. Perhaps it is logical to start with what awed me. (It is worth noting that I’m not using the word “awed” lightly. I mean it in the true sense of the word.)My awe list:1. The Jardin des Tuileries — Nothing...