Mine began immediately after work with a 5-hour long happy hour avec Amy at La Maison. The following day, I met up with the boy and his friend for some sightseeing. They’d already wandered through center Paris so we tackled Montmartre and the Batignolles. Then an early dinner at Les Puces des Batignolles, craft beers by the Seine, cocktails at Red House and dancing at Ballroom.
Sunday was my favorite though. Marie’s grandmother hosted a belated 25th birthday lunch for her in Fontainebleau, which made for an absolutely delightful afternoon of sunshine, champagne, three French courses, white and red wine, her mom’s amazing tiramasu, coffee… and blowing bubbles in the garden. Twenty-five = mature, obviously. Hope you had a bon week-end, too!
