We decided to make our way to Jardin du Luxembourg. Unlike its cousin, Tuileries, this garden is a little further away from the heart of the city seething with tourists. To me, it’s a place imbued with grace and serenity. Dig deeper into its history and you will find out…
Ever been to a place where you felt like you were swarmed with nebulae of hipster creativity? Slogan tees, wide-legged trousers, black beret and a pipe resting in between the lips. Shabby chic cafés, contemporary art galleries masked by grungy fronts, boutiques of young/cult designers.
Mornings in Paris always start like a beautiful movie, soft light streams through the open windows and you are greeted with a neat row of Haussmannian homes. Find out how I master the art of being a permanent tourist in Paris.
“Paris’ latest shopping sensation” according to TimeOut Magazine, this three-floor artistic brainchild of Bernard and Marie-France Cohen sits in a 19th-century fabric factory at 111 Boulevard Beaumarchais, in the heart of history district Haut Marais.
Aki Boulanger is one of the shops along Rue de St. Anne. Sitting next to the Korean K-Mart, it is a French-Japanese bakery that offers many kinds of French pastries in green tea flavour.
Backtrack the time to a month ago, when Q and I left Béziers to spend a couple of days just the two us in Bordeaux. With the promise of good wine, canelé and a visit to one of the longest shopping streets in Europe, Bordeaux triumphed over the other French cities quite effortlessly to become the place of our New Year holiday.
Like the Japanese’ fascination with everything green tea-ed, the American bucket-sized red velvet ice-cream and the amount of radish and cabbage you’d find in a Korean trolley, food reflects cultures, habits and a nation’s identity. I think the French and their love for chocolate warrants a blog post.