Spring has arrived with its accompanying craziness in tow, and like the rest of Paris's sunshine deprived population mon mari and I have been squeezing in as much outdoor activity as possible and celebrating the change in season. But, the weather isn't the only thing changing this month. Along with the annual wardrobe switch-over (goodbye parka!) and balcony transformation, this spring is marked by career change and new challenges. I'm excited to say that Paris's newest gluten-free cafe is up and running and we're so grateful for all the clients stopping in for coffee, lunch, pastries or all three! It's also wonderful to see repeat customers who've already made the cafe their new spot for hunkering down with a book and enjoying an afternoon snack. I hope you'll stop by too!
And just as my new job took off, I had the opportunity to show off the cafe to my parents and sister who were visiting Paris. My sister has celiac disease so it was a great feeling being able to take her someplace with yummy food that is safe for her to eat. On top of that she's a huge coffee lover so theCoutome roasted coffee was a big hit.
Not only did my family get to visit the cafe, they also got to spend a few days with us in my favorite French city--Annecy! We visited Annecy last May with my sister-in-law and promised to go back again this year. Except this time around we decided to make it a running weekend and signed up for the Semi-Marathon du Lac d'Annecy. Remind me not to do that next time...the race course was beautiful, but tough, and I really would have preferred to stuff myself with ridiculous amounts of haute-savoie cheese dishes all weekend than worry about racing. Although, mon mari is convinced his pre-race dinner of frog legs and tartiflette is what propelled him to his personal best half marathon time. I've heard more than once now how the frogs legs put a hop in his step. Guess I know what we'll be eating before future races...
It's good we did the run though because once back in Paris we went on an eating tour with delicious meals at 114 Faubourg, Verjus, Sassotondo, and our favorite restaurant, Pizza Grill Istanbul. From Michelin star to Turkish moon and star, and a few home cooked meals in between, we ate our way through the city. And once my family said au revoir to Paris, the party didn't stop. Pastry school graduation was on the calendar and you can't celebrate graduation from pastry school without pastries!
Now time to find some balance, settle into a new routine, and probably go on a diet ;) Juice cleanse anyone?