It isn’t every day that I lunch in a restaurant whose history dates back to 1582 nor one that causes a small tear to well in my left eye as I enter its elegant grande salon. It was so beautiful!! So Paris! I felt a bit like a princess as I was escorted with my…
Since I have arrived to Paris, I have had a mild obsession with Ernest Hemingway. I have read his books, done numerous searches about his life on the internet, read biographies on his wives, visited the places he frequented and have generally fantasized about his past daily activities and how they might differ in today’s Paris. He…
