We started off by heading le petit palais (the little
palace), which was built for the Paris exposition of 1900. They had a special
exhibit there called “Paris 1900” that featured paintings, add campaigns,
furniture and other material objects from turn of the century France (e.g.
Moulin Rouge era France). There was a really long line, so we didn’t get into
the special exhibition, but they had pieces from 1900 throughout the permanent
exhibits at the museum.
We stumbled
across this enormous painting of a Parisian marketplace c. 1895 by Leon
Lhermitte. It is basically my dissertation in a giant painting – there are so
many interesting interactions going on (people buying, vending, bartering for
various goods). There is chaos and intrigue. Tres fascinant!
The interior of the
building itself is a piece of artwork. They have murals on the ceilings inside
and in the outer courtyard as well.
It is an absolutely stunning building and the interior reminds me of Versailles (which I visited with my Mom, aunt, and cousin a few years ago). There were gilded instruments twinkling in the warm light and large mirrors that opened up the space. Chegal painted the mural in the Opera house (c. 1966), which somehow works with the red velvet chairs and gilt angels surrounding the stage.
After the Opera, we headed to the Galleries Lafayette, which is sort of like
the Harrod’s of Paris? It sells high end clothing, purses, makeup etc., and has
a dining hall on the very top floor. The building (like many buildings in
France) is really pretty. The ceiling has a beautiful stain glass dome.
Elah
and I had fun shopping for souvenirs and taking a leisurely lunch break on the
top floor (with a view of the Eiffel tower). We had a selection of prepared
salads for lunch and I had some gelato for dessert. After lunch, we did a bit
more shopping. I had fun in the book store – coming across some popular
American books in French. For example, Frozen, the new Disney Movie, is
called “The Queen of Snow” in France.
They also had the Hunger Games. After shopping, we walked all the way
back to the big isle in the middle of France to enjoy the fresh flowers. These
little shops smelled so wonderful and were full of Parisians grabbing some
fresh cut flowers for their homes. Then we walked to Notre Dame to
Paris and got in line to climb to the top of the church.
After climbing for a good long while, we made it to an
antechamber where we showed our student IDs to get free admission to the climb.
Then we headed up for the second part of the climb (to the roof). The 180
degree view of Paris was STUNNING! You could see the Eifffel tower, arch de
triumph, Sacred Heart church, Monteparnasse tower, the louvre, the Seine etc. We
were surrounded by gargoyles and water spouts in the shape of extended
sneering, laughing, and crying heads. Then, we were ready to head back
downstairs, but realized that we had to ascend one more time to the very top of the bell towers (e.g. Where
Quasimodo lives). We emerged out of the winding stone staircase to a 360 degree
view of all of Pairs. I was dying! Then, the bells of Notre Dame began ringing
– so magical! I was waiting for Quasimodo to come swinging out of the bell
tower.
You might think we would have been exhausted from our
adventures, but we surged on to meet Elah’s friend Justin for drink along the
Bastille canal at sunset (another Parisian thing to do). It was lovely (again)
to people watch and just reminisce at Yale (Justin is a Yalie as well).
Wonderful conversation through and through. After a few hours, we made our way
to meet Elah’s fellow law school friends at the hotel de fashion where they
were having a street food fair. We tried some gourmet popcorn (we sampled a
fois gras, curry, salted caramel, and rose praline flavors, settling on the
latter two to purchase). The event was so crowded with young Parisians that we
decided to head back toward Elah’s apartment to have dinner at La Closerie des
Lilas (known by most of Elah’s friends as “that place with the bushes!”) The
courtyard is enclosed by high, sculpted shrubs. Inside the courtyard there are
dozens of blooming hyacinth trees that smelled beautifully. We headed inside
the restaurant to get a table. The atmosphere in there was very different –
rich reds, dark wood, a live piano bar, and many happy, slightly tipsy
Parisians. We ended up waiting at the bar and another table for about 10 minute
before grabbing a table outside. Elah and I decided to indulge and order dinner.
Elah had succulent duck baked in flaky pastry dough with fingerling potatoes
and dark brown sauce. I tried a few
bites. It tasted like Christmas morning. The spices were warm, evergreen-y, and
absolutely WONDERUL! I actually asked Elah for a few more bites because it was
that good! Lol. I ordered smoke haddock in a butter sauce with spinach and a
poached egg. It was absolutely delightful – there was a nice, strong smokey
flavor to the haddock and the sauce – OH THE SAUCE – I scooped every last bit of
it out of the bowl with little piece of baguette. One word: BUTTER. Then, for
dessert, Elah and I shared a violet icecream Sunday with fresh strawberries
and whipped cream.
The entire night was just so wonderful. We had a great time
catching up with Elah's friends: Lilly, Coleen, and Jennifer. The flowers in the
garden were so fragrant, the music from the piano bar tickled our ears, and the
murmur of dozens of conversations was just amazing. Elah and I truly felt like
we had a real Parisian experience at this place.
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