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Paris, Part Three

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Good morning! It’s so cold here this morning! I had to run an errand yesterday and I noticed that the last time I was in the car before leaving on our trip, I had the A/C on. What a change in a little over two weeks!

We’re still coping with jet lag. Yesterday we fell asleep on the sofa at about 5:30 and slept as if we were drugged. We had to force ourselves awake to eat dinner, as well as not succumbing to sleep until at least 10 pm. Woke up at 5 am, just like yesterday.

I feel as if I am half in this world here at the cottage and half in the world we just left behind. I miss our trip. I miss the luxury of spending all day with my husband; exploring, learning, being. I miss seeing new places, chatting with those we met along the way, marveling at the beauty I saw everywhere. I’ll freely admit that I wish I was back there, much as I love our little cottage.

We’ve each said at different times that we feel transformed. We’re not the same.

Some more of Paris for you. (I have at least one more Paris post after this one.)

I’m in love with the Seine. Completely and utterly in love.

On the Right Bank.

The Place des Vosges. Gorgeous, with a little park in the center of the Place.

Notre Dame and the tip of the Ile de là Cité.

I think someone was moving, but I briefly considered stealing this table.

We went to Montmartre on our anniversary (more on that tomorrow) and the first place we sought out was this café, the Café des 2 Moulins. (Moulin means windmill and Montmartre is known for windmills.) This is the place where Amelie was filmed, her place of work. They now pay homage to their appearance in the movie, but it’s not over-the-top. We had lunch there. Absolutely charming.

There are obviously a lot of Amelie fans, as several people took the same photos we did!

In looking back at my photos this morning, I noticed that the street address in a couple of them is 21. Twenty-one is my favorite number, as it is the day I was born. I’m drawn to it – apparently, I’m drawn to it subconsciously, as well, as I had no idea that these numbers were there until today.

Another example:

Look familiar?

We went to the Marche aux Puces at Clingnacourt/St. Ouen on the weekend and I found a few things. This is a famous flea market and it’s HUGE. I had no idea! The antique/vintage section of it opened a bit later than the rest, so we had a bite to eat while we waited. Don bought a sweet watercolor, we bought a vintage lithograph (!!!) which will be sent to us. And I found a few little treasures – I went for “little” as I had to transport anything I bought home with us.

I found these two eggcups, which are darling. They’re not vintage, but they are so charming. And the morning glories just won me over. There were four of them, but I bought two.

Another egg cup – this one is indeed vintage. There’s a marking on the bottom that I can’t quite make out. I’ll have to study it further.

I bought this miniature pitcher for my collection. Isn’t it lovely?

And I finally found a vintage match striker. I’ve been wanting one for a long time. They were used in cafés and often served as advertising for a company. I really love them (oh no, another collection?) but I’d never found one stateside. There are some very high-end dealers there but that’s not what I was interested in. Finally, I found a wonderful warren of aisles that were just the ticket. That’s where I found the egg cups and pitcher and the match striker.

The name of the company that is advertising on this striker is Frémy Fils & Cie. (Frémy Sons and Company).

The other side: Eaux-de-vie et Liqueurs.

With matches:

And on the French bistro table:

I love it.

More tomorrow.  I’m starting to feel a wee bit human again.

Even though we’ve been less attentive fans in the past couple of years, we’re thrilled that our Red Sox are in the World Series, so we’ll be watching tonight.

Happy Friday.

 

 

Friday Potpourri

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• This gloriousness is down by our mailbox. I ran for the camera when I saw these big New England asters. They always show up in early fall, but these blossoms are particularly large. That purple and gold combination can’t be beat. Goldenrod in the background.

• Turns out, I was mixed up on the day for the mini show. It runs on Saturday and Sunday, not today. And Don isn’t going into the city today, so basically everything I told you yesterday was a lie. I’ll go to the show tomorrow morning.

• There has been a bit of improvement on the professional front. One of the situations has been slightly resolved, though it was handled badly and I remain disappointed in the overall lack of communication. But, there’s a crack where maybe some light can get in. (Paraphrasing Leonard Cohen.)

•  Second moonflower sighting this morning. More gloriousness. This one is high enough that I was able to breathe in the scent without contorting my body, as I had to do with the first flower.

• I urge you, really  urge you, to read this extensive reporting in today’s New York Times. It’s running as a special section in Friday’s edition. Title: The Plot to Subvert an Election, Unraveling the Russia Story So Far. You will be stunned. This is what Mueller will flesh out, I’m sure, along with much, much more.

• I love receiving a package in the mail! This one was from reader Kim, who wrote me to say she had two egg cups she wanted to send my way. Goodness, you are all so generous! The box contained these beauties:

Each of them is hand painted and each has Fanny and Farmer written on the base.

“Farmer” is on the other side. You might recall that I have two other Fanny Farmer egg cups. These were part of their Easter tradition. Each year, a new design would come out, filled with chocolate eggs. Kim thinks they were also included in boxes of Fanny Farmer chocolates.

My very first egg cup was a Fanny Farmer egg cup, given to me as a wee child by my godparents. I held on to it for many, many years (ahem! we won’t say how many.) When I saw an article about collecting egg cups in a 2002 Martha Stewart Living magazine, one of the cups pictured was the same as mine and then I had the lightbulb realization that I could collect them. One of the very first egg cups I added to my collection was also by Fanny Farmer, a rooster in yellow and red, coincidentally made by McCoy.

So I’m thrilled to add two more FF cups. They’re already in the cabinet, Kim. Thank you so, so much!

Off to do a bit of mowing – really, just a bit.

Happy Friday.

Two New Members of the Egg Cup Club

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A couple of weeks ago, longtime reader Margaret from Galveston contacted me about a couple of egg cups. She was finally embarking on a kitchen remodel and had two egg cups that she wanted to send to me. Of course! I always welcome new egg cups!

They arrived yesterday.

They’re made by Homer Laughlin, the creators of Fiesta. They’re part of the Harlequin line, which was similar to Fiesta, but more angular.

They are double egg cups, meaning they can be flipped over. The smaller opening holds the egg, most likely hard-boiled. The larger opening holds a soft-boiled egg.

Flipped.

I already had one in turquoise, given to me by reader Linda. I decided that the three cups should be displayed together for more of a punch.

See?

I love them. Thank you, Margaret!

I’m searching for a better lamp shade for the turquoise lamp. I already purchased one that wasn’t right, drat! But I’ll find one. The lampshade being used was from another lamp and was never meant to be anything more than a place marker and here it is, still there, after several years. Sigh.

I’m happy to report that Sam loved the cottage; sniffing, exploring, almost immediately going upstairs to the bedroom, jumping on the bed for a quick test, and then sitting like a good dog on the loveseat between Don and Rick. There’s not a lot of room on that loveseat! Sam kept licking Don’s beard and my face and we love him so.

If he ever has to spend the night, he’ll already be familiar with the cottage and it will be much easier for him.

Our taxes are almost done, so we’ll be able to sign everything before we leave for Paris. That’s a relief!

Happy Friday.

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