I’ll say right off the top that I’d much rather be in Paris right now. But because of the global pandemic and the resulting travel bans, one must do what they can. In my case this meant that I planned my day with special nods to my most favourite city and previous visits.
After my shower I decided to do a mask, using a product that I always purchase from my favourite pharmacy in Paris.
Now time to get dressed.
I’m not a mime, I swear!
Next was breakfast. Le petit déjeuner, like so many that I’ve started my day with in Paris.
You’ll note that every photo from here on relates to food. If you can’t shove your face with food without guilt on your birthday, when can you?
I decided to watch a movie, and chose Julie & Julia. I’d seen it before but planned to make Julia Child’s Quiche Lorraine for dinner. It seemed like a good fit.
You’ll note the blurry cashews in the bottom right corner. I chose them because I remember years ago sitting on a terrace, drinking a beer and being served a small bowl cashews.
Side note: I also remember being on the open top of one of those hop-on, hop-off buses during that same trip. Some asshole on the pavement threw an handful of cashews at us when we passed (while aggressively shouting in French), and I got pelted on the side of the face with several. I’d say that he got out of the wrong side of the bed that morning but I can’t imagine there being a wrong side if you’re fortunate enough to wake up in Paris every morning..
After the movie I headed for the kitchen to prepare a few things.
Simple syrup. Because I had a cocktail I planned to drink.
And lots and lots of freshly squeezed lemon juice – for the cocktail, but also for a tarragon lemon vinaigrette for the salad we’d be eating with dinner.
I was feeling rather peckish. Time to have a baguette slathered in Boursin.
I eat this in my hotel room regularly in Paris. Sometimes after a long day I don’t feel like heading out for a proper meal. Other times I’m so jetlagged that after a long nap, I find myself wide awake in the middle of the night with nothing open. This quick snack has become a welcome tradition and regular standby.
Of course I needed something to wash it down. I planned ahead and sipped on a lemony cocktail with gin and bubbles. The French 75.
Served in one of James’ grandmother’s crystal flutes, of course.
I took a nap next. Which I don’t normally do but since I was in Paris-mode, it was like I was really there and needed a mid-afternoon nap.
When I woke up I sat on my balcony with a cup of my favourite tea..
..in one of my favourite tea cups. With a palmier on the side, of course.
Once James arrived home from work, we had chocolate cupcakes with cream cheese icing (breaking theme, but whatever..).
Eventually it was time to make dinner. But we procrastinated, and dinner ended up being quite late. It was worth the wait though.
I had hoped to watch my all-time favourite movie, Amelie, after dinner but it was late so we decided to watch it another time.
So there you have it. My perfect Parisian Pandemic themed birthday to celebrate another trip around the sun.