Weekend report

Not quite as wonderful as a Saturday in Paris (really, what can compare with a Saturday in Paris?*), but this past one was spent on the beach in Santa Barbara, with fish tacos. So simple, yet so much fun. And it was warm. As I hear that it's not on the East coast. There might have been a few phone calls made to those on the other coast, to rub in the fact that we were, indeed, on the beach in our bikinis in January whereas.. well, it was butt-freezing cold over there. And we were, yes, in our bathing suits, watching dogs run up and down the beach. Absolutely lovely.

*Perfect Saturday in Paris: Walk to the farmer's market, buy food. Followed by walking from my apartment near the Bastille down through Ile-St-Louis, into the Fifth to do some window-shopping around Rue de Princesse (what a perfect street name!) Perhaps a visit to a museum if the crowds aren't too bad, find a patisserie for a religieuse, then walk back up through the Marais for some more window shopping. Stop off at the crepe stand near the apartment for a crepe gruyere avec sel et poivre, then make dinner plans. It was idyllic.

What's your perfect Saturday?