This year has been full of transitions, a few of which are still to come. From starting my big girl job, adopting a kitten, and to hanging out with mom in Paris for 2 weeks… it seems like 2014 has already been pretty tip top. I’ve met and shared memories with the sweetest and most inspiring friends, with heaps to come in the future. Summer came for a little while, but in general the months have flown by so quickly and I can hardly believe another season is about to arrive.
Lately I’ve been thinking about how idealistic I can be, or I suppose that I am. I’ve always been somewhat of a dreamer. I think far too much about the future with such motivation, no matter how near it is. I’m telling myself lately that I need to stop and smell the roses. I’m not really sure about how I feel about this trait of mine. There have been a few moments where I have to stop and tell myself that I’m 24 and I can slow down and just float in the present for a little while, and take it day by day.
I think I have a fear of time flying by too quickly, or missing out an opportunity, or a moment. Or maybe it’s not a fear, but just the way my mind interprets how short life actually is. Not in a sad droopy way, but in a ‘holy moly there’s so much to do and we’ve got to smell all of the roses’ kind of way. It may be precisely this that inclines me to talk even conversationally too fast, which I might add I do not do on purpose. It just happens. Who knows. Do you ever feel like you just need to hit pause?
Breathe deep. Slow down. Focus. Enjoy. That’s what’s on my mind for the coming months. Oh, la vie en rose.
I went through a phase (one that still comes and goes) where I would make quite often homemade sushi. It is always so refreshing and gosh, so simple to make.
To get the goods, I pop around rue Sainte Anne with the gal that got me addicted to homemade sushi, miss Valerie. Rue Saint Anne, well known for the plethora of delicious Asian cuisine restaurants of all price ranges, also houses a few Asian supermarkets that are filled with surprises to fill up your sushi and get creative with noodles.
Funny enough, when I went to Chambelland for the first time when my mom was in town (she prefers to eat gluten free when she can), I realized it is literally across the streets from one of my first Parisian apartments in 2008. The neighborhood has certainly gotten some spunky places and it never seems to stop. Chambelland has a precious little patio, and when you walk in, it’s a breath of fresh air, with sweet and savory treats and adorable deco.
I adored their brownies, that are moist and delicious. We also gave the cookie and lemon tart a whirl which were equally as yummy. I’m thinking next time I’m going to have to give their sandwiches a try. If you’re staying in at Chambelland, top your order off with a cuppa filter coffee for an afternoon pick me up (I seem to always need one of those).
A new staple to the neighborhood, and one of the somewhat small handful of gluten free friendly places in Paris.
14 Rue Ternaux, 75011
Métro: Parmentier (3), Oberkampf (5/9)
I am quite the fan of the 20th district of paris. Just the area in general. The northern part of the Western group of neighborhoods is often misunderstood, but slowly appealing more and more to a trendy or entrepreneurial crowd. New places are opening, new people are heading west to hang out or find good grub.
When I first moved to Paris in 2008, I remember I didn’t venture up by Belleville often – hardly ever – no one I knew did. But it did have a certain allure to it, I was curious about it. When I lived at Lamark Caulaincourt it was considered “too far away” to some of my friends. I’d look at a metro map and I remember thinking that the area I currently live in (southern 16th) was SO FAR AWAY. Ha. Now “far away” doesn’t seem exist in Paris. It’s funny to see how much Paris has grown and changed (not negatively) over the past 6 years, and how much the city has shrunk in my eyes over the past few years.
As for the 20th, this district I just like so much; the well known Rue Denoyez was one of the main things I wanted to take my mom to see when she was in town, not to mention my favorite craft beer spot.
As a sidnote on the always evolving Paris, the amount of international cafés and store fronts that have opened recently really could be in any city in my opinion. These places (so many of which I frequent and thoroughly enjoy) don’t interest me show to close ones in town… I feel like often their identity isn’t linked to Paris, but to a niche or urban trend that hit Paris a bit en retard. It’s a mystery. The sometimes grunginess of streets off the beaten path give Paris even more personality, and make it feel real.
Where do you take your loved ones when they’re in town? I find it hard sometimes to balance between favorite spots, but also spots that aren’t so “this place could be in any city”….
I did a stroll through the 20th post, with heaps of recommendations in 2011. Looks like I’m going to have to update this post as so much has changed over the past few years.