The California state absentee ballots above may not be what you expect to see on a blog post from Paris, and they weren't what we expected to see in our mailbox when we returned from Italy late Saturday night, but there they were. We had completely forgotten that we had asked for absentee ballots to be sent here for the 2012 election and we had never rescinded that request. Voilà! We can vote in November after all.
So what have we been doing since we got back? Looking through my photo stream I notice way too many pictures of food. Our meals have been so pretty I haven't been able to resist the bad habit of shooting them before digging in. Here are a few:
A lovely sunny lunch in the Marais at Carette consisted of huge salads along with the people watching in the Place des Vosges.
At le Comptoir with Lisa on Sunday night, a special of pavé of veal and a bottle of delicious Brouilly.
At Café Trama on rue du Cherche Midi Gene had the boeuf tartare he couldn't resist when he saw it on the next table.
Lisa had a delicious octopus salad.
And I had a soupe de pistou.
Moving from one meal to the next, we had wine and a couple of small plates at Frenchie Wine Bar as a farewell to Lisa who was flying home at an ungodly hour of the morning. This might be the prettiest burrata ever.
And I've never before seen a zucchini flower done like this:
Hard as it is to believe we do occasionally eat at home, where the fare is usually much simpler, a salad, some charcuterie and even occasionally an unadorned piece of fish. Nothing worthy of having its picture taken.
1 comment:
I have been on the permanent absentee ballot list for ever, just because my work, location and hours are so irregular. I never get tired of seeing photos of food.
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