December 22nd, 2009
Y’all might not yet have been enchanted by Alfonso’s secret wistful side, but now his inner dreamy Nouveau lady is unleashed upon Paree. Alfonso had a meeting, I had some business of my own, and this was how the working afternoon was spent, in the nook of Marais/Bastille. There was an afternoon glass of Rosé at Café de l’Industrie, which is in fact a a restaurant, cafe, and lingerie shop, on both sides of rue Saint-Sabin. There was also an antique musical instrument workshop, and what was once a boulangerie, now a selling all things Maribou. Plus–chocolate shoes!
The decaying mirror and the man and his oysters above: the refracted light of Paris. Alfonso is brought to his senses by a visit to my favorite cheese monger, whose Comté is illegal.