Tuesday, May 19
Last night's dinner was fantastic: we went to a hip little bar/restaurant near the downtown area and I had a yummy gnocchi based something or other and we just laughed and talked and laughed, me and Anne and Cecile! Then dessert, I had ice cream plus I finished Anne's strawberry Tiramisu. Which was totally worth it, but I did have to waddle to the car...
Today has been another perfect weather day. Cloudless sky almost the entire day! I escorted Cecile to the train station, where Anne met us for lunch. Ok, again, I'm talking about food, but it was delicious! Skewered beef a pointe (mid-rare), fries, some green beans and cauliflower in lots of butter thing and then Charlotte a fraises or something. Which must be code for omigod... It's a strawberry sauce-soaked cake that is filled with a strawberry creme something or other (pic). Seriously.
We sent Cecile off on her train to Paris and Anne headed back to the office, but not before showing me a few highlights to hit on the map of Mulhouse. A pretty park in the Centre Ville, some shops to hit, and the postcard-ready Hotel de Ville (Town Hall kinda). I set off and saw all these things.
Hotel de Ville is actually a painted facade. As in, instead of being made of brick, it's a massive mauve building that has a brick design painted on it (pic). But from the right angle, it photographs very well. The piazza out in front of it is a nifty spot for cafe terraces and meandering, sprawling shops that I couldn't really afford. And it was surprisingly quiet! For the main square of the city (ok, only judicially), I could hardly make out the words of any of the convos on the cafe patios and the crowd gathered around the church steps was perfectly silent, happy to bask in the sun.
I set off down rue de Sauvage and lots of the chain stores in France, accompanied by a few higher end boutiques. I spent 2 and a half hours shopping... darn it all. But it was so easy to meander around and *fall* into the shops. Got a couple jackets on super discount cause it's officially NOT winter here.
After my feet were thinking about not speaking to me anymore, I sought out the Parc Salvatore, which is charming even with the variety of groups gathered: sitting at one bench towards the center I could hear a lady singing in english, accompanying herself on guitar, a group of high schoolers running around and yelling betises at each other, a group of somewhat ominously shouting teenage boys, a small girl asking her mom about a million questions, the sound of the fountain behind me, the sound of heels clacking on the paved walkway...
I got in a couple sections of my book on the Kindle (reading The Book of Love currently) and decided that after the lunch (even though it was almost 5 hours earlier), I would walk back to the apt instead of tramming it. It's only about a mile and a half or two miles and it was a beautiful walk!
Tonight, Anne is fixing fish and rice and we're watching the French American Idol, la Nouvelle Star!
Pics on Flickr
Today has been another perfect weather day. Cloudless sky almost the entire day! I escorted Cecile to the train station, where Anne met us for lunch. Ok, again, I'm talking about food, but it was delicious! Skewered beef a pointe (mid-rare), fries, some green beans and cauliflower in lots of butter thing and then Charlotte a fraises or something. Which must be code for omigod... It's a strawberry sauce-soaked cake that is filled with a strawberry creme something or other (pic). Seriously.
We sent Cecile off on her train to Paris and Anne headed back to the office, but not before showing me a few highlights to hit on the map of Mulhouse. A pretty park in the Centre Ville, some shops to hit, and the postcard-ready Hotel de Ville (Town Hall kinda). I set off and saw all these things.
Hotel de Ville is actually a painted facade. As in, instead of being made of brick, it's a massive mauve building that has a brick design painted on it (pic). But from the right angle, it photographs very well. The piazza out in front of it is a nifty spot for cafe terraces and meandering, sprawling shops that I couldn't really afford. And it was surprisingly quiet! For the main square of the city (ok, only judicially), I could hardly make out the words of any of the convos on the cafe patios and the crowd gathered around the church steps was perfectly silent, happy to bask in the sun.
I set off down rue de Sauvage and lots of the chain stores in France, accompanied by a few higher end boutiques. I spent 2 and a half hours shopping... darn it all. But it was so easy to meander around and *fall* into the shops. Got a couple jackets on super discount cause it's officially NOT winter here.
After my feet were thinking about not speaking to me anymore, I sought out the Parc Salvatore, which is charming even with the variety of groups gathered: sitting at one bench towards the center I could hear a lady singing in english, accompanying herself on guitar, a group of high schoolers running around and yelling betises at each other, a group of somewhat ominously shouting teenage boys, a small girl asking her mom about a million questions, the sound of the fountain behind me, the sound of heels clacking on the paved walkway...
I got in a couple sections of my book on the Kindle (reading The Book of Love currently) and decided that after the lunch (even though it was almost 5 hours earlier), I would walk back to the apt instead of tramming it. It's only about a mile and a half or two miles and it was a beautiful walk!
Tonight, Anne is fixing fish and rice and we're watching the French American Idol, la Nouvelle Star!
Pics on Flickr
posted by Jess at 11:36 AM
4 Comments:
Ya know, if the day job doesn't work out you should be writer for food mag. Your descriptions leave me salivating with envy every time. On a related note:I'm having KFC for dinner....not even in same ballpark. :(
Jessica Lauren, you are SO my daughter - talking about the food, the food, the food - because that really is the reason for traveling, non?
I think that's the reason for traveling :) That and taking pics!
Ogun, as for your KFC... no. Not really. It is in a different category but darnit, when it sounds good, it's about all you want!
Weird side note: did you know that KFC's CEO/Pres is Australian? Is that even legal for Kentucky Fried Chicken to be run by an Aussie??
Hi! Jess
Your blog is very impressive and interesting. I just go through your blog and found that you are a fun loving girl which is very good.
Thanks for sharing your beautiful day.
Jery Williams
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