A short diversionary story. Just after the Baron and I were married (oh so many, many moons ago), one of his clients gave him some indispensible advice. He said that even though there may be some amazing meals where the Baron and Baroness would sit down together, to talk over their days, and make their plans, there should also be times when we would just "drop the fork", and just sit and look and live in that very moment. There would always be time for dinner, said the sage client - but you had to make time to "drop the fork".
We have been having many of these moments - moments where, rather than being obsessed with finding the right street corner, or the exact patisserie, we just stop and look and smell at the wonder that swirls all around us. This little pause begins to etch those indelible memories in our brains. But, just as one must drop the fork from time to time, one must also pick up the spoon, and have a demitasse of motor oil/decaf coffee.
On this day, I had mine here:
Cafe Deux Moulins(where part of the interiors for the movie "Amelie" were filmed)
The only thing that still remains of the movie are the Polaroids of the Roaming Gnome ( I guess the film company let them keep them:)
Oh, and this:
I think this coffee may have been around since the film was made in 2000.
I drank it anyway.
