..à la terrasse d'un café parisien. Elle n'est pas belle, la vie ?
(This is an experimental post that I composed, with some difficulty, using my Android tablet.)
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(This is an experimental post that I composed, with some difficulty, using my Android tablet.)
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Ça marche!
ReplyDeleteI know that place! And the olives look yummy.
ReplyDeleteIt may not have been easy, but the result looks fine. It was great seeing you, yesterday, and meeting CHM, P, and J.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations! You have learned to do this very well, if not yet easily.
ReplyDeleteMaybe Australia is expensive as everyone says. It is hard to get a glass of wine when out for less than €4.20, let alone olives with it.
ReplyDeleteThere is nothing more French than sipping a glass of Sauvingnon on a sidewalk terrace in Paris (or even Amboise ;). Wish I could join you. The olives look delicious ... and spicey! Have fun ... Martine
ReplyDeletepost turned out perfectly! looks lovely.
ReplyDeleteCHM, you took those words right out of my bouche!
ReplyDeleteGreat-looking place! Au Roi du Café
ReplyDeleteJudy, the table where I was sitting when I took these photos is the one on the left in the picture of the café your link takes me to. I'm in the neighborhood where Ann O'B. lived in '81-'82.
ReplyDeleteYou are VERY near the Pasteur museum that I'm curious about...
ReplyDeleteNothing wrong with this post.... except that I am now "forced" to go and eat olives... so I will incorporate them into tonight's salad!
ReplyDeleteFeed the cats time... then prepare the salad...
Hope you are having a good time... it looks like it!
Looks like a very nice post, Ken.
ReplyDeleteWhen on vacation, time for a different type of emission - time for wine and olives! Relax and enjoy!
Bonjour, Ken. La pièce d'un euro posée sur l'addition: c'est un pourboire, de la petite monnaie pas encore ramassée, ou ce que, en effet, tu as payé (prix d'ami/cadeau genre "bienvenue à Paris")?
ReplyDeleteHi Martine, those olives were excellent, seasoned with coriander, garlic, lemon zest, and tomato.
ReplyDeleteDean, j'ai laissé un pourboire d'un euro parce que les olives étaient vraiment excellentes... et comprises dans le prix du verre de vin blanc.
Ken, am I right in thinking that "un pourboire" is something more than a tip?
ReplyDeleteTim, 'pourboire' is the normal Fr. word for Eng. 'tip'.
ReplyDelete... un verre de sauvignon dans le quinzième, how wonderful! It has been such a long time for me, it almost seems like a differ life since I was en France. Ken, you have such a great memory! I did live near this cafe, less than a half mile away. I lived on rue Perignon, near rue Bouchut, Metro Segur. I shall have to live vicariously through your travels!
ReplyDeleteFew things are better with a glass of wine than the olives they serve in France. I wish we could get them here.
ReplyDeleteHi ChicagoAnn, nice to hear from you. I remember where you lived because I remember meeting the family when they were looking for an au pair. I thought they had a really nice apartment, and that was then as now a pretty upscale neighborhood, close to the Ségur and Sèvres-Lecourbe metro stops. Also, Walt talks about going to your chambre de bonne that year.
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