I haven’t blogged for some time. The last three weeks have been wrought with illness in our little apartment (>month for little Clarisse) but it’s winter and it’s to be expected. “La Gastro” (stomach flu) had reared its ugly head, as well as the colds, coughs and fevers but with foreign French origins, these viruses are harder to shake from our Canadian bodies. So I’m going to recap what’s been going on.
Clarisse received her first hairwash in a salon! The “Chinatown” (well, two streets really) in our neighbourhood was recently explored by us and the salon is in a building once thought to be the oldest one in Paris! Turns out it’s missing a cellar, which homes typically had in the Middle Ages. The deteriorating timber wood really makes it look ancient but in fact, it dates from the mid-17th century.
We missed the Chinese New Year parades because of illness, but came very late to one celebration. Actually, we were in time for the free food = feeding frenzy and let me tell you, people are just animals whenever free food is offered. So we held back in order not to be crushed by the French crowds getting their hands on really yummy samples of dumplings and prawns(!) handed out. [I am only offered shrimp chips and Chinese snacks in the Toronto library celebrations. The Parisian Chinese know how to throw a fête with good food…] The Chinese are experienced at doing big colourful parades in Paris and creating a lot of noise. (We found firecracker casings all over the pavement. Darn!! Missed that too!)
As the weather continued to be wet and cold in January, I became desperate and took my kids out of Paris (on my own!!) to visit Playmobile Funpark in the boring suburb called Fresnes. I have to admit, I felt very much at home there because half the parents there were dressed down (like me), and not skinny. And all the French kids inside were running around, being noisy and having meltdowns. So I actually had a relaxing, nonself-conscience day and Clarisse loved it there. Poor William tolerated it (he’s becoming too old for this) and picked up a nasty bug the next day, reminding me that indoor playgrounds don’t regularly clean their toys like they should. At least he had the pleasure to guide me on the commuter train and bus lines—I couldn’t have done the journey without him.
Not that I’ve seen any movies here, but the Star Wars movie Phantom Menace is set for re-release in 3D this month. The European Quick burger chain here is hot to promote it by coming out with special burgers for the movie.
I hope that is a load of cheese bits on the Jedi Burger because it reminded me of marshmallows. If you venture to the Dark Side, then the Dark Burger or Dark Vador Burger (especially appealing as it entirely black) is for you. I suppose green burgers for Jedis wouldn’t sell but black burgers do…?! I am amazed that this marketing ploy is not happening in America. Go here for info http://news.cnet.com/8301-17938_105-57353300-1/who-wouldnt-want-a-star-wars-themed-burger/ or even better, here’s a promo with music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7VjOYmRtIeA
It has been particularly cold the last three weeks and we hearty Canadians did not bring a lot of winter gear with us. Brrrrr… But the children were delighted at finally seeing snow last week which surprisingly compelled Clarisse to take a walk (instead of sit in the stroller). Yeehaw! We spent one cold Sunday inside Le Louvre with a lot of warm bodies.
By the way, the oldest stone house still standing in Paris belonged to Nicholas Flamel. Yes, that Nicolas Flamel from Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone. He was, in fact, a real person whose interest in alchemy has made him a legend. He lived as a bookseller with his wife and owned a few houses. The City restored the exterior of his home (which is now a restaurant) at 51 rue de Montmorency, which is very close to my children’s school. The building looks in great shape compared to the building on rue Volta and has some old carvings on its posts.
C’est intéressant d’habiter à Paris, n’est-ce pas?!