Little pastries from the boulangerie/patissiere just around the corner from our apartment on the first morning in Paris. I loved being able to go to the boulangerie/patissiere every morning and choose a selection of little pastries to start the day.
And as we were in Paris, viola, photo op at the Eiffel Tower. My son managed to pull himself out from under his embarrassment, after saying 'You're not!!!' and played along with me to take these photos.
Five glorious days in Paris staying in the 7th Arrondissement, buying food in the local shopping street every afternoon - visiting the greengrocer, cheese shop, delicatessen, wine shop. Mmmmmmm. Fresh bread on the way home from our favourite boulangerie. Any left over baguette was then my petit breakfast the next morning with leftover tomatoes, greens or cheese. This was with my first coffee before I went to the patissiere for the real or second breakfast. How do the Parisian women stay so slim?