The Arc de Triomphe getting a face-lift

Recently a grand clean-up project for the four pillar sculptures of the Arc de Triomphe was started. Four teams are working around the clock to clean and restore the four sculpture groups that are featured on the famous arch: "Le Départ des volontaires de 1792" (known as La Marseillaise and the most famous of the monument's reliefs), by François Rude; "Le Triomphe de Napoléon de 1810", by Jean-Pierre Cortot; and "La République ou la Résistance de 1814" and "La Paix de 1815", by Antoine Etex. They hope the cleaning will be complete in time for the commemorative events marking the anniversary of Charles de Gaulle's "appeal of June 18". Now we only have the scaffold to enjoy in our photos.

"Le Départ des volontaires de 1792" Blindfolded for the cleaning.

Cy Twombly ceiling at the Louvre

I knew that it was happening, but didn't pay attention to the room being closed for a few weeks over the winter months. Last week I found myself passing through the Louvre museum's "Bronze Room" to find the newly unveiled painted ceiling by the American artist Cy Twombly. This is a large, major work. (400 square meters) It is a fun addition for the museum. Though I'm never sure if the money paid for a modern work belongs at the Louvre. This winter there were strikes at the National Museum of Modern Art, the Pompidou Center. I'm sure that the Pompidou could use the financing this grand Twombly cost the state. This Cy Twombly work is titled "The Ceiling". The painting is a lovely deep blue with odd disk shapes and names of ancient Greek sculptors. (In the very next room there is a painted ceiling by the artist Georges Braque in the 1950s). There are two other recent contemporary works to be found in the Louvre. One by the French artist Francois Morellet is called "L'esprit d'escalier". This doesn't look like much in the stairway of the Louvre compared to the Twombly or to the work by German artist Anselm Kiefer. The Kiefer is a large installation sitting in the stairwell that links the Egyptian and the Mesopotamian antiquities at the museum. Check out the article in the New York Times about the Kiefer work.

Twombly said he was inspired by the blues of early Italian Renaissance artist Giotto, "I was just thinking of the blue with the disks on it, it's totally abstract... I put all the great Greek sculptors' names on the top. It's that simple."

The Glorious Land of Acabo

One of my favorite websites to visit about the love of food and all sweet things in Paris is David Lebovitz's, "living the sweet life in Paris". In his long list of Paris wonders I found "the best candy shop in Paris". It is called, A l'Etoile d'Or. One day some of my favorite visitors asked if I could take them to this wonderful shop. This shop is run by a grown woman in pigtails by the name of Denise Acabo. She has to be one of the sweetest women in Paris - in more ways than one. On this first visit Ms. Acabo saw the instant love for what she sells in her shop as soon as we walked through the door. She then gave us the grand tour of all of the special things sold in her "golden star" shop. Madam Acabo specializes in all of the best quality products direct from various regions in France. She tells tales of each of these classic candies explaining how they were produced and even the history behind these sometimes unusual things: Calissons, Bergamottes, Graines d'Anis, caramels (like none I've ever enjoyed), traditional nougat, and of course chocolate. One of the great chocolate specialties she has in her shop is creations from Bernachon. This is one of the few chocolates in the world located in Lyon that still makes the chocolate completely from scratch. So many of theses wonderful creations are made from recipes centuries old. Madam Acabo took great pleasure in explaining where each originated and how they were made. You’d be amazed, we were.

The grand finale for me was when she opened the large glass case of specialty chocolates in the center of her shop. There were too many wonders to behold. On my first visit I left the store spending many more euros on chocolates then expected. Later in the day I would use my chocolates almost as a bribe to get information. I've been back to the l'Etoile d'Or shop - down the street from the Moulin Rouge - nearly five times since the holidays.

Denise Acabo’s love of what she sells is inspirational. She explains how much she loves good things and good food. She spoke of only wanting things of the highest quality in her life. I saw proof of this over the weekend when I spotted her at my favorite food market in the city. The Sunday “Bio”/ organic market located on the opposite side of the city from where I live. This market has some of the very best food in the city. I try to make the effort to go there when I can each week. When I saw Madam Acabo there this past weekend I felt like I saw a movie star. I wanted to run up to her to say hello, but I just stood back to watch her in the action of shopping for the good food she spoke of loving.

So many people have written about Denise Acabo already. I just couldn't resist.

Denise Acabo
L’Étoile d'Or
30, rue Pierre Fontaine
75009 Paris

I LOVE LUCY! Lucy turns 10 years old.

This past week on August 6, my mini-poodle (caniche in French) had her 10th birthday. For her it was an uneventful day. She didn't know why she got the extra treats. For me it sort of marked another landmark for my life here in Paris. She is also the very first dog I have ever owned. I grew up in a house with cats. Lucy only came into my Paris apartment and life a year after moving to the city. When she was bought we were told that she should have a name that begins with the letter "P". I think this had something to do with the year her breed was born. This shop on the quai de la Magisserie, where she was found was calling her "Princesse". She can sometimes act a little like a princess, but she didn't deserve the title. Since she is a redhead giving her the name Lucy seemed perfect. Well technically, her color is listed as "abricot". What I thought was a bit amazing was finding out that she shares her birthday with Lucille Ball. I only just discovered this last week when checking IMDB.

My Lucy was born in France though her French language skills are nearly as bad as my own. Our neighbors will try to give her commands in French. Lucy loves the attention, but only react to the French with a wag of her tail. It always seems such a shock to my neighbors kids when she performs the commands when given in English. Her "passport" lists her birthplace as Montaigu de Quercy, which is in the Midi-Pyrenees. A little girl from the country. I remember her fears of the city noise when she first roamed the sidewalks of Paris. She has gotten over these fears. Lucy now only fears a visit to the groomer. Her greatest fear is any visit to her veterinarian, Marie-Laure Camus. The vet's office is just down the street from our apartment. Lucy's daily walks take her down this street towards the office. If we should cross the street at the end of this daily path she suspects a visit with Dr.Camus and will pull in the other direction. The only thing she likes about visiting the vet's office are the many cats that the doctor has wandering her office. Lucy doesn't know that Dr.Camus helped save her life when she had a serious bladder infection. Since her operation, Lucy has gotten out of the habit of wandering Paris as she did in the past. She does love her life staying close to home.

Happy Birthday Lucy and thank you for making my life in Paris even more memorable.

Another new beginning

I keep trying hard to operate a blog here. Since the arrival of a new president in American speaks of great changes in the world today, I thought I could work to change my lazy ways and start writing on a more regular basis here.

It was great to see the new year arrive after a personally not so pleasant 2008. I was still very lucky to tour the city in 2008 with many new Paris visitors. It was especially fun to see many returning faces as well. I feel so lucky making so many new friends each year, and 2008 was no exception. The city is always more fun when one gets to share all it has to offer.

We are keeping positive thoughts as we move through this first month of 2009. There have only been positive feelings expressed to me here in Paris by my French friends and neighbors with the arrival of President Obama.

Here's to a new and historic era in the world!

Following the Red Balloon

Paris has a wonderful collection of movie theaters that show classic films and "art house" movies. Being a great fan of the movies, I really enjoy the chance of seeing old movies on the big screen. Earlier this summer I saw that a childhood favorite, The Red Balloon had been re-release at one of these movie theaters in Paris. Many people may recall sitting through this short film - if they were lucky enough to - during their elementary school years. That's where I had first seen it. It is a short film (about 34 minutes) by Albert Lamorisse first released in 1956. When I had first seen this movie the fact that it was set in Paris hadn't really made an impression on me at that time. Seeing it once again was a real treat. The movie is also more beautiful than my younger self could ever have understood. The story of a small Parisian grade-schooler, played by the director's son Pascal, becomes best friend to a red balloon. This balloon will not leave his new friend's side. It was great fun to see Paris in it's recent past as the young boy rides the city buses, goes to school, and climbs the hilly neighborhood of Bellville and Menilmontant. Just this week the request to visit this part of the city came my way. As I wandered there this weekend the images of this movie came to my mind. Of course the old fallen down shanties no longer exist. Now there is a modern, beautiful park that offer a less known view over Paris. It's quite spectacular to come upon the city in this way. It was nearly the view that is quickly glimpsed in the movie.
This wasn't the only classic that I set out to see over the summer. Most of the theaters that play these great old films are located in the Latin Quarter of Paris. Places like "Action Ecoles", "Grand Action", and "Reflet Medicis" were showing some great old classics this summer. There was a festival of Marx Brothers movies to a movie musical festival like An American in Paris.

"I bought myself a red balloon, And got a blue surprise,Hidden in the red balloon, A pinning of my eyes,It took a love light from my eyes,Blue, blue surprise." Tim Hardin lyrics from the song: Red Balloon http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p-L2-wOJMPw

Re - Starting

This has definitely not been any way to run a blog!

I'm coming back to my blog after a very long absence. More than six month have passed since my last commentary. This has been due to a difficult year of distractions. My main excuse for bad attendance was the passing of my mother Eleanor. It is her photo that I've posted here with a sign that says, "I'd rather be in Paris". On the back she had written: "I'd rather be here sitting in my living room with Michael and Scott by my side- just talking and laughing." I would be forced to remain in Paris while the events to honor my mother back in the states unfolded. The updates on these events from home felt like odd dreams.
My mother was a strong woman. She would beat cancer twice in her lifetime. She was a great and loving woman that knew how to make people feel good about themselves, always with a wonderful sense of humor. Everyone that had any contact with her will miss her greatly.

Of course my one regrets will be that she never got to see Paris. There had always been too many things preventing her from making the trip. Most often her worries were related to her health. These kept her close to home. Still, she had been talking about this being the year to make her trip to Paris. I'm sorry that she wasn't in better health, or felt strong enough to make the visit earlier. I know that she would have loved it here. So often the photos and images that I took would be captured with her in my mind. I hope that she at least was able to visit the many photos that I would post of my Paris wanders. Sharing the pleasures of Paris with her was something that I so wanted to do. Now this Autumn I'm looking forward for my father to make the trip to my adopted city. My mother's passing has put the idea of a Paris visit into the minds of others in my family back home. I really hope that they are able to make the trip at some point in the very near future.

This year Paris had a very odd spring. A chill would fall over the city throughout the month of May. The city did not have the feeling of past summers experienced in recent years. Once August had arrived it felt as if autumn was already in the air. The month is already at an end with tomorrow bringing another September and another rentrée. I started this blog a year ago to celebrate living here for ten years. I'm looking forward posting more photos at this site, along with more frequent updates about life in Paris.
Thanks to all that have visited this barren blog over the past months to find things at a stand still.

Past the new year...it's already February!

Not even my new year's resolutions could get me back to this blog for proper weekly updates. It's already February and this is my first post here in the new year.

The most talked about change to occur in Paris, and all over France in this new year has been the country's law making it "smoke-free." It is now illegal to smoke in all public places like bars and restaurants. This has brought all the smokers out into the streets of Paris. Because of this one seems to get the impression that there are more smokers in Paris than ever before. What seems impressive to most visitors is the fact that the Parisians are heeding these no-smoking laws. Of course smokers are allowed to enjoy themselves outside at cafés and restaurants. So, you may end up being closer to a smoker when enjoying the outdoor experience around the city.

Another perk for visitors to Paris in the new year will be the free entrance to a had full of museums around town. There is an effort to increase attendance to these less visited spots in the city. This is just being done on a temporary basis to see what affect this will have on attendance. There is an effort to bring more of the natives out to these museums. This will be in affect for the next six months until June 30, 2008. If you are visiting Paris in the next few months you might think to add this to your list of sites:
Musée de Cluny - http://www.musee-moyenage.fr/

Musée des arts et métiers - http://www.arts-et-metiers.net/
This is a favorite place to visit. It's a museum dealing with of design and technology. The permanent collection focuses on seven sections: scientific instruments (like Foucault's pendulum and Pascal's arithmetic machine), materials, construction (bridge and building models along with a statue of Liberty model), communication (like cameras of Niepce, Daguerre and Edison), energy, mechanics and transportation (how the metro line 14 works without a driver on board). Part of what I like about this museum is that parts of the collection are contained in the old Priory and Church of Saint-Martin-des-Champs. Some of these buildings date back to the 12th century. Part of the priory's crenelated defensive wall is visible on the rue de Vert bois side of the museum building.




Musée Guimet -http://www.museeguimet.fr/
This is a museum for the fan of art from Asia and the Far East: India, China, Pakistan, Afghanistan, Southeast Asia, Japan, Korea. Just up the street you can also visit for free the “Galleries of the Buddhist Pantheon.” This houses the Guimet Museum's original collection, as conceived by the founder Émile Guimet from a collection of works brought back from his travels in Japan. If you have any interest in the art of Asia, this well worth a visit.

Happy Year of the Rat.

For the first time in my ten years in this city, I went to the Chinese New Year's Parade. The parade was held in the large "China Town" area in Paris. (One year I saw part of this parade when it was held on the Champs-Elysées during that year's "Year of China celebrations.) I went to the area that the parade was to begin near the Rue du Disque in the 13th arrondissement of Paris. It was a beautiful day for a parade and the crowd was quite happy in part because of this. But so much excitement was generated by the firecrackers, costumes, dancing and bright colors that made this event so much fun. I really enjoyed the parade because it came from the locals of this part of Paris. It had such a personal touch that gave it it's own personality. This was not the Mummer's Parade. It was simple but beautiful. Again, it seemed to truly reflect the people that live in this neighborhood of the city. I had the great privilege of having a number of dragons pass over my head. Hopefully they will bring some luck in this year of the rat. Wishing lots of luck to everyone this new year. Visit my posted photos of the parade at facebook: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=27320&id=712776764

surviving a Parisian strike, November

For some reason I can't seem to get into a habit of posting at this blog. I continue to be impressed by other bloggers that make the time to post photos and words on a daily basis. This may have to be my resolution for the new year.
I'm writing this in December about the events of November. Still somewhat fresh in my mind are the events from the end of last month. The city's transit strike. This caused quite a challenge for Parisians and of course for tourists visiting the city. The strike fell in a time when Americans will travel, the week of Thanksgiving. The visitors that I had the chance to meet in that time had the great patience to deal with the events. They also were able to find the humor in being stuffed into a bus or metro. The most difficult part of any day was at it's end. There seemed to be greater obstacles than at any other time of day. A couple of nights I just walked home arriving sometime home after 8pm. There were actually some fun benefits to the strike. We never paid for a ride on the bus or metro. All of the turnstiles were open for free access. One afternoon arriving at the Museé d'Orsay we found there were no ticket being sold. The staff decided to leave work early to make their way home. The museum remained open but free of charge.
There was a threat just last week in December of a strike day. For some reason this did not have any affect on travel. A high percentage of the workers voted to stay on the job that day. They sound as if they will renew their strike efforts sometime in February 2008. Something to look forward to.
December has turned quite cold in Paris. This is the coldest I can remember a December being in Paris since living here. It's been cold enough each night, that in the morning you can find a small patch of ice to slip upon. The water in the fountains on the Place de la Concord had even turned to ice. The only nice part about the cold is that it has been dry and sunny each day in Paris for the past couple of weeks.
The city is especially beautiful at this time of the year. The city is lit up for the holidays. This year has been the year of conservation. The lights along the Champs-Elysées have been changed for the first time in many years. I wasn't sure if I liked what I saw at first, but they have grown on me. They are of a blue tint, and tiny unlike the old bigger bulbs of the past. There are also little tubes of chaser lights that add a bit of movement to the trees. People have been describing the new lights as "red, white, and blue." This is in reference to the head lights and tail lights being sandwiched between the light blue in the trees. I'm still partial to the old reverence to the famous boulevard as the street of ruby and diamonds. Now there are a lot of little sapphires in the trees.

Autumn feelings in Paris

Keeping up a blog is more difficult than I thought it might be. My intention was to try to post at least once a month. Somehow we slipped into and then past the month of October with little notice. The shock to me was how fast November came around. This could have been because the month of October had so many distractions. Most months in Paris there always seem to be lots of events, or special happenings. This October each week October brought something else to distract the Parisians. One of the main distractions this year was France playing host to World Cup Rugby. The first games of the events began in September. Through October the city seemed to find ways to entertain the added visitors. Many city events normally occur in the month of October, but these seemed to push harder to be more fun this year. An event like"Nuit Blanche"(White Night) is a free, all-night celebration of arts and culture. This year's sixth version of Nuit Blanche occurred on the same night as an important rugby match between France and New Zealand. People gathered in front of the Paris city hall to watch the game televised on a giant screen. The Parisians that were seemed ready to pity the French team since it was expected to be thrashed by the New Zealand team. It was quite a surprise that France came out the winners. This somehow overwhelmed the events of Nuit Blanche. Most of the people in the streets would be there to cheer for the rugby winners rather than the odd cultural performances all over town. Each weekend would see another big game until the final match. France didn't make the finals, but there were still great numbers celebrating throughout the city before and after all of the games.

Another fun event in October is the Harvest Festival in Montmartre. This is a yearly event that takes place at the top of the famous hill in Paris. There is a lot of eating and wine drinking that goes on along the streets around the church of Sacre-Coeur.

In 1933, three thousand seedling of Thomery and three seedling of Morgon were planted.
Then the Féte des Vèndanges de Montmartre was celebrated for the first time the following year. Each year I've tried to make my way up to see the festivities. This year I managed to visit twice over the weekend. There can usually be a number of important people or French celebrities invited. "Les Chevaliers du Taste-Vin"or the Knights of Wine Tasting are there from from different French provinces. They are in usually dressed up in their special regional outfits or uniforms. Everybody seems to come to celebrate. "Le Clos Montmartre" is officially the only real vineyard in Paris. This year's vintage of about 1500 bottles were dedicated to George Brassens. He is a well known French singer and composer of the past. He died in the early 1980s, but his memory lives on both in this years vintage and in Brassens feast and festival also celebrated in Montmartre. He would make his debut in this part of Paris at a well known club that is planning to reopen it's doors in 2008. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Georges_Brassens
All profits from the sale of this wine goes to help local charities. I'm still not sure of the price oaf a bottle of Montmartre wine. It can't be inexpensive.

The month of November begins with what has turned out to be one of my favorite holidays in France. The natives celebrate All Saint's Day which is called Toussaint in France. This day always falls on November 1. There's no "trick or treating" the night before as the French do not really celebrate Halloween. It has just never caught on here no matter how much they tried to promote this. Similar to the origins of Halloween the celebration of Toussaint may have started back with the Celts. It almost sounds as if it was a sort of Celtic New Year's Day. For most of the French the first of November is the day to care for the family cemetery plot. The evolved catholic traditions of November the first are designed to allow for omissions of those Saints that have pasted on. There are lots of Saints that pass whom we forget about. So many do not have a day of their own so this is the day to remember the Saints that missed out on their own day in the year. Toussaint has also now taken on the function to remember all of those close and not so close to us, that have passed on. Basically a day to remember the dead. So, the tradition in all of France is to visit the cemetery. On this day, families and visitors in Paris will make their way to a place like cemetery Pere Lachaise, or the other famous cemeteries in the city. Families will tend their ancestor's plots. Many will lay flowers on the graves of their favorite, famous who have long pasted on. All of the cemeteries of Paris are beautiful places to visit on any day, but on the first day in November it becomes especially nice to see the traditional mum flowers covering the tombs. Many candles are also lit and placed around the monuments. Even though it was a mostly cloudy day this year, the autumn colors added to the experience. It has become a tradition that I look forward to each year. As in past years, I was at Pere Lachaise to pay my respects to a few of my favorite tenants.

It's already the middle of November as I post this. Transit strikes are hitting the city of Paris along with some very winter like weather. Today I was lucky to make my way around the city by bus, but by seven in the evening my luck had run out. Living near the metro line #14 is a fortunate thing. This is the newest metro line in Paris. It's an automated line with no drivers. The run steady during any strike day. No one is yet sure what the rest of the month will bring. There is lots of positive press that the strikes will possibly end soon, but things don't appear to be close to negotiations let alone a settlement between the transit workers and the government. Hoping for the best in December as the holidays arrive.

Never a dull day in Paris.

RENRËE

The French kids, as well as their parents returned to school and work earlier this week. This event is refered to as la rentrée. Loosely translated this is the re-entry, or the return. This is the same idea as "back to school" in the states. It has always been a big event since I've lived in France. There is always a great deal of excitement. Of course the energy in the city of Paris completely changes. Anyone that has visited Paris during the month of August will certainly find it busy at the major sites and attractions throughout the town. Still, daily life in Paris feels somewhat quiet. There are no real lines at the grocery stores, and some mornings this summer I had the bus to myself for a number of stops. The traffic around town dies out, and the normally packed parking spots around the neighborhood sit empty. Even the building that I live seems empty which makes it nearly silent. This silence is especially noticeable during the summer weekends.

Rentrée, rentrée, ren- traaee you start to see and hear it everywhere. Commercials on television and radio focus mainly on all things for "la rentrée". Of course as the first days of school begin people, parents, students, and teachers are interviewed on TV about what they feel and think about "la rentrée". The statistics about students, teachers along with any educational changes were the subject of the evening news, talk shows and articles all week long.

Watching the kids have to go back to school always makes me a little sad though. Most French kids look very excited to be coming back after a fun summer to get down to work, and see their friends again. Someone has posted a wonderful photo set of "la rentrée" from a neighborhood just outside of Paris. http://www.flickr.com/photos/joyoflife/sets/72157601859579259/detail/

I hope that this link will work so you can see these great images of a first day of school.

This past weekend was, and this week is the time to avoid shopping for anything that might have to do with school supplies. There can be a wild frenzy to purchase the required school supplies requested by the teacher for classes. It looks as if that list can be quite complicated. Getting what is needed for class looks as if it can really fry some Parisian mothers. There were a few that seemed quite frazzled this week. One woman in line at the grocery store realised that she had forgotten her purse and money once she got to the check out. Everyone in line had great sympathy and understanding for her as she ran out with the intention of returning to retrieve and pay for her dinner supplies.

It is nice to see the season begin so that all the fun events to get into gear for the Parisians and anyone else that maybe in town to enjoy them. My favorite event that happens every September and falling on it's third weekend is the Jour du Patrimoine - Heritage days. This is a weekend where many of the amazing government buildings (many past palaces) open their doors to the public for inspection for the pleasure of seeing some spectacular things. Places like the Senate, or the Paris City Hall are not open to you at any time you want to visit. On this one weekend in September everyone get to see the beauty that is maintained basically by their taxes. You also get a bit of an education on how the government works. This all with a strong sense of history. I've developed some favorite spots to visit if I can each year. Paris "Hotel de Ville" is a favorite of mine for some reason. This is the main grand city hall building. The Senate is also a favorite. There are some works of art in these buildings that are so wonderful to visit more than once to me. Each year the list of participants are printed in a handy newspaper that can be picked up at the Minister of Culture's lobby before the event weekend. This way you can plan your schedule and strategy of what you might want to visit. This is a popular event. So, there will always be lines to wait in at the most popular buildings. There has always been a very long line to visit the President's house, so I have yet to make it in to see this building. I hope that I will be able to offer a report of my experinces of this event here this year.

Oh, this year there is the added event of France hosting Rugby World Cup. These events get started tomorrow I think. This week they hung a giant rugby ball in the center of the Eiffel Tower. It looks a bit like it has a pill stuck in it's throut. This evening the lights of the tower were turned on by the city mayor (great mayor by-the-way). The bottom section of lights are green and of course there is a specail light focused on that giant ball. It looked quite nice when the tower did it's specail sparkel with it's now green legs. Along with the new lighting I noticed they have put up the ferris wheel at the Place de la Concord. This is normally only set up for the holidays between Christmas and New Years. An added attraction for the parties around town for the rugby fans.

Hope everyone had a pleasant Labor Day at the start of this week.

Ten years in Paris

This month will be my tenth year living in the city of Paris. To somehow celebrate this event I thought of starting this blog today. Ten years ago this month I was fortunate enough to have moved to Paris. This was after living a short time in the city of Lyon.
The odd event of Princess Diana's death would mark my arrival. The birth of my neighbor's youngest daughter would happily occur over the same time while unpacking.
It is a bit of a surprise to me that I'm still in Paris. This was not necessarily something that I thought of as permanent, at least not as much as it has turned out to be.
I'm living in the center of the city. It's a neighborhood that has changed quite a bit since my move. The city of Paris is broken into twenty districts that are called arrondissements (always a difficult word to pronounce). I live in the second arrondissement located just behind the Palais Royal, and about two blocks away from the Bourse. This is the name for the building that houses the French stock market. Throughout the history of this neighborhood it has always been a place centered on business and information. Along with being a major center for money it was also where most of the newspapers had their main offices. The French Associated Press offices are still around the corner from where I live. The old national library is located just across from my apartment building .
When I first moved to this neighborhood it was a silent part of town once the work day ended. Since it was always where people worked, it never felt like a neighborhood where people really lived. For a block or two around the building there has always been Japanese restaurants. Noodles and sushi didn't seem as popular to the Parisians ten years ago as they seem these days. This once dead quiet neighborhood comes alive with the Parisians looking for the more trendy cuisine located in my part of town. It's not really a "Chinatown", but a high concentration of nicer Japanese styled eateries. There are still a good number of take out Chinese/Japanese for the office workers in the neighborhood. These take second place to the nicer spots that continue to pop up in the four blocks around Place Louvois.
One of my favorite spots in Paris is the Palais Royal and the gardens there. Some visitors seem not to discover this garden almost hidden in the center of Paris. Now more people are discovering it for the new shops that have opened there in recent years. The shopping galleries there have seen the arrival of American designer Mark Jacobs and a number of more upscale shops. When I moved here there were mostly still only selling old stamps and historic medallions. This change has only made pleasant improvements to this already beautiful place.

I'm hoping to stay in Paris for another ten years or more if at all possible to see other improvements that time might bring to my adopted city. We'll see if I can maintain this blog over the coming months.

The photo at the top of this post is an old one of the square in front of my building. This is the Place Louvois.