After spending a memorable evening at Palais Garnier, we woke up the next morning to brilliant sunlight.
If you’ve read my post about one dark and stormy night (with a delish chocolate hazelnut cake), you would know that I’d been trying to see Marc Chagall’s paintings in person for years without much success. So when I heard that the Russian-born artist of Belarusian Jewish origin painted the ceiling of the famous opera house in Paris, and that Juan Diego Flórez – a Peruvian tenor who received his country’s highest decoration at the age of 31 – would be performing a recital at Palais Garnier during the time of our visit, I did not waste any time in acquiring a ticket.
This is a guest post by my friend and fellow blogger Katia Dickenson of uxprofit.blog.
In mid-Feburary, Katia and her family went on a week-long jaunt to Maui. Throughout the week they journeyed across the island, visited a cat sanctuary, toured a chocolate factory and dined very well along the way. Below is a report from Katia on the food aspect of Maui, accompanied by her professional quality photos, which made me want to book a trip to Hawaii’s second largest island right away!
“This is what you do on your very first day in Paris. You get yourself, not a drizzle, but some honest-to-goodness rain, and you find yourself someone really nice and drive her through the Bois de Boulogne in a taxi. The rain’s very important. That’s when Paris smells its sweetest. It’s the damp chestnut trees.” – I can almost hear Audrey Hepburn saying those words in her 1954 film Sabrina.
This is a guest post by my friend Darcy, who visited Portland last weekend and checked out the gluten-free food scenes over there. Below is a report of her food adventure in the City of Roses:
This is gluten-free comfort food. Started by a retired couple after he learned that he had Celiac disease. They also serve Chicken and Waffles, using different flour mixes.
I made this cake last week for a Chinese New Year’s celebration party. It was an instance crowd-pleaser.
I was asked to share the recipe so here it is.
“It was a beautiful summer morning. Silver gleamed in the windows of the gold and silver smith, and the light that fell obliquely on the cathedral shimmered in the cracks of the grey stones. A flock of birds circled in the blue sky around the trefoils pinnacle turrets.”
When I committed to spending a night at the Ice Hotel in Quebec, Canada, I pictured a cozy well-lit room with warm beds and a fireplace.