That's Wiiild

This Boy

2012-02-01T20:10:00.000-08:00

Is the man. I've fallen into this weird obsession with bouncy 60's funk. 80's? I don't even know, but I'm bugging everybody with my non-stop humming and quest for the perfect green leotard.

Wet but Festive

2011-12-25T14:30:00.000-08:00

It's Windy in Miami

2011-12-22T14:09:00.000-08:00

Hometown

2011-12-13T16:43:00.000-08:00

Santa Cruzin'

2011-12-01T13:42:00.000-08:00

The Zombies - Time of the Season

Four Dollar Milkshakes

2011-11-20T01:42:00.000-08:00

I arrived in San Francisco, assuming that when Austin said he'd 'meet me at the airport' that he'd roll up in his Honda or whatever. I mean it's America right? We move in cars here, no? So when I was wrong, I hauled my two weeks' worth of necessities up a San Franciscan hill, blowing off his insults to my naivité. "There's a locker SOMEWHERE, Austin." I insisted. I was wrong. But refusing to be wrong, I settled on a bookshop. After bribing the adorable doe-eyed shop keeper with a slice of pizza and the purchase of Thomas Mann's Magic Mountain, I managed to ditch my bag for the day. From there we promptly proceeded to do the only thing that makes sense to 22 year olds when they reunite - get drunk. So although I've technically been to San Francisco, I've really only been to Dolores Park. The rest of my time was spent recovering. And by recovering I mean vomiting tacos into bushes in Oaklalnd, drinking $4 milshakes, and feeding ugly ducklings white cheddar popcorn from the edge of a concrete lake. Never the less, I had an excellent time, liked everyone I encountered, and am definitely considering SF as my next potential home. People seem to like each other there, and that's a big load off after a place like Paris, where people just want to slit each others' throats so they can steal each others' shoes. Also, I flew Virgin, and that was incredible. I became a frequent flyer just so I can fly with them more often.

Blood Orange - Sutphin Boulevard

BART

2011-11-20T01:38:00.000-08:00

Los Angeles

2011-11-15T20:00:00.000-08:00

Led Zeppelin - Going to California

99¢

2011-10-25T20:26:00.000-07:00

Only in the 99cents store is plain yellow mustard considered a "gourmet fancy food".

Parisian Miscellania

2011-10-06T18:38:00.001-07:00

Goodbye, sweat & summer 2011. Hello winter, scarves & hot wine.

2 Chavs, 1 Booth

2011-10-02T20:54:00.001-07:00

Sweet Ride

2011-09-13T13:51:00.001-07:00

Sayonara, Sara

2011-09-08T10:16:00.000-07:00

Girl went out with a bang.

Joe & Jinjur

2011-09-04T17:01:00.000-07:00

Best drink slingers in town. Also, they have a framed photo of Dennis Hopper on the bar. Bon.

Red House

1 Bis Rue de la Forge Royale / Metro: Ledru Rollin (Line 8) / Paris

My New Boss

2011-09-01T04:39:00.000-07:00

"Bah, this is weird, someone's wearing my ex's cologne." -Me
"So...are you upset? Or just really horny?" -Boss

Then we did a shot.
Very pleased to be working for a barman, and not someone's mother.

Parisian Misc.

2011-08-31T04:36:00.000-07:00

My flowers literally have to fade, rot and stink before I can bring myself to throw them away.
Even if I did buy them for myself

Post Post Post

2011-08-23T02:34:00.000-07:00

Gemma told me that she just tells people she loves them to get them into bed. I told her that she's a bloke. She told me that she's just a 'post post post modern feminist.'

Sweat Lodge

2011-08-22T19:11:00.000-07:00

The night that mostly centered around a bowl of sangria and an inflatable banana.

Sea Side

2011-08-22T18:44:00.000-07:00

The closest I've felt to San Diego since I moved to France.

This is why I am on every dating site on the internet.

2011-08-20T06:31:00.000-07:00

"Hi...For you only just for your smiling faces all through in your pics...Heart is the soul food to our being in this world,heart gives happiness when it founds its right partner,heart is more precious than diamonds,gold or any precious stone so as the heart of someone you love is priceless. from your eyes i can see how graceful you are, from your body i can i see how blessed you are, what more can a man want in a woman that will make him say he is blessed, truely you are the best thing life can ever offer. You are the angel of grace."

This message comes from a 5'6" Italian man, whom OkCupid tells me is a 9% match and 57% enemy, but it doesn't matter because I AM THE BEST THING LIFE CAN EVER OFFER.

Night Times

2011-08-20T05:27:00.001-07:00

Bit of a vampire these days. Pastiest summer of my life.

Visage à Trois

2011-08-17T03:10:00.000-07:00

Sidewalk Hotties

2011-08-17T03:03:00.000-07:00

I liked her sweater. I liked his stance.

Interdit

2011-08-17T02:45:00.000-07:00

Clem wasn't allowed any more alcohol.

On the Rue

2011-08-09T08:07:00.000-07:00

Visage à Trois

2011-08-08T05:36:00.000-07:00

Tattoed Toilet

2011-08-01T23:29:00.000-07:00

I'd move in just for the bathroom.

Cat Naps

2011-08-01T23:20:00.000-07:00

Kendra Lugo once slept for a week.

A Spoon Full of Syrup Helps the Shot Go Down

2011-08-01T02:09:00.001-07:00

Once upon a time a bartender offered me a shot of 'vodka caramel', and ever since I've been the pussy who orders syrup in her shots. Seriously though, it turns binge drinking into a bowl of candy. As long as you choose wisely (avoid fruity shit), it'll pretty much look just like a normal shot. So order quietly and NO ONE HAS TO KNOW.
On this night I introduced Lauren & Drake to syrupy shots. After much name calling, they succumbed, tried, and were instant fans. Despite the place being kind of empty, two caramels and a few chocolate cookies later we had our crunked out zombie dance on. See? Instant fun.

Red House
1 bis Rue de la Forge Royale / 11eme / Metro: Ledru Rollin (Line 8)

Back

2011-07-28T10:00:00.000-07:00

Just back from Arcachon. That was a good trip, even if it did rain 4 out of 5 days. I drank red wine and ate chocolate ice cream every day. Now I'm back in Paris. Not much seems to have changed. Ground's still wet. Metro still smells like piss.

Gent is Good

2011-07-25T10:40:00.000-07:00

Beer, bikes & grafitti. What's not to like?

Check Out the Sky

2011-07-25T01:39:00.000-07:00

I'm in the south of France, on what's supposed to be me-laying-topless-and-greased-up-on-the-beach time, but so far the sky's been consistently grey, and the ground's been consistently wet. Lighten up, France! So I'm looking back at snaps from the good ol' days in April. Days of that massive, (and in retrospect) awesome heatwave.

Magic & Titties

2011-07-13T10:59:00.000-07:00

I put a bag of clothes out on the street a while back. They all disappeared before I made it home from work, but about a week later, this lacy black bra returned, sad and flatened on the wet pavement. I guess I'm still technically the owner, so I should technically be the one to pick it up. But instead I just took this photo, and walked on. It sexes up the neighborhood.

Myster T

2011-07-13T01:33:00.000-07:00

Just a few more weeks in poshville, then I'm bustin' outta this joint. Flat hunting around Oberkampf, the Canal, Bastille, and Montmartre. Hook it up if you hear of something good.

Mr. T - Don't Talk to Strangers

Musical Chew Toys

2011-07-13T01:12:00.001-07:00

Lior Shoov - Arguably the most impressive busker I've ever seen. She sang in a garbled gibberish of French, English, Portugese & nonsense, improvising everything so intensely, that at one point she was operating three squeaky dog toys; one in each hand, and one between her teeth. I like it when people use their teeth. Clapclapclapclapclap.

A Really Bright Idea We Had One Midnight

2011-07-12T13:56:00.000-07:00

The Intelligence - Estate Sales

It's Tough to be a Boy in Paris

2011-07-12T13:07:00.000-07:00

My libido is going crazy.
I look at all the girls on the street, telling myself
'Yes I would, no I wouldn't'.
90% positive.
- Yann

Chinese Vegans

2011-07-12T05:08:00.000-07:00

I got lost, my phone was dead, and ended up an HOUR late to meet this girl, and she actually waited for me. Not only is Emma kind to animals, she's also really fuckin' patient with dumb humans.

Hospitality - Liberal Arts

Screw Top Wine & Other Rubbish

2011-07-12T04:50:00.000-07:00

Broadcast - Black Cat

Free Pens

2011-07-12T01:01:00.000-07:00

The Turtles - You Showed Me

Rob + Gin

2011-07-11T11:40:00.000-07:00

Metronomy - The Look

How Not To Get a Date

2011-07-11T11:36:00.000-07:00

Come in to Stolly's and say "I just saw a wicked classical concert. Fancy a drink?"

BeerFace

2011-07-03T08:54:00.000-07:00

Women - Heat Distraction

Cyber Party

2011-07-03T07:15:00.000-07:00

Nothing you could possibly do this weekend could possibly beat sitting in front of your computer, cyber partying to THIS.

Where's Clem?

2011-07-03T04:02:00.001-07:00

Toro Y Moi - Go With You

We Don't Know You but We Like to Dance

2011-07-02T04:11:00.001-07:00

Micachu & The Shapes - Lips

I love you, Door Dog

2011-06-30T08:11:00.000-07:00

Yuck - Suicide Policeman

Music to my Mouth

2011-06-30T07:48:00.000-07:00

If you ever come to Paris, seriously, skip the Louvre, plop down on a bench, and eat one of these.

TASTE the culture.

Goodbye, But Not Really

2011-06-29T04:13:00.000-07:00

The Babies- Wild 2

DIY

2011-06-29T04:09:00.000-07:00

"What is DIY, anyway?" -Gemma
"Do-it-yourself" -Me
"Hm. Sounds a bit like my sex life at the moment." -Gemma

I Desire

2011-06-23T06:50:00.000-07:00

"Each brass wallet is hand stamped with meticulously selected quotes - chosen for their utmost freshness and gangster appeal." - Gun, Germs & $teal

Espadrilles - 3,99

2011-06-23T03:49:00.001-07:00

Wolf People - Tiny Circle

Please Pass the Dog

2011-06-20T17:25:00.000-07:00

Cheveu - Lola Langusta

How Not to Get a Date

2011-06-20T15:04:00.000-07:00

'We should get breakfast sometime'
'Maybe. Where do you like to eat?'
'My bed.'

Pass.

Scene of the Snap

2011-06-20T13:47:00.000-07:00

Really interesting project about going back to the scene of an old photo, and snapping it into the present. People from all over are submitting. I've got a huge thing for moments and time-lines, so I'm obviously wetting myself over this. Been pouring through the blog all night. Not really, it's only 3 pages long so far. But anyway, these are some gems.

via booooooom

Recipe

2011-06-20T11:19:00.001-07:00

Instant coffee + vanilla ice cream = instant coffee ice cream

Docu-Dimanche

2011-06-19T09:35:00.000-07:00

Lazy Sunday at its finest. 6:35 PM and I've not stepped a foot outdoors. It's going to rain anyway. Or so I've been saying to the window all day.
I made a big pot of quality tea, and a sprawling lunch-time breakfast, and have been clicking through interesting documentaries. I'm in a documentary mood, but I want to watch about 7 of them all at once, so I sort of am. They're all open in their little tabs, and so at any given moment I can go from weird psychics to successful paparazzis of the 60's. I love info.

Let me know if you've got a good documentary recommendation for me. I feel like this day is going to repeat itself.

Also, there are two lovely bottles of wine here to share with anyone who'd like to bring me a bottle opener. I chucked mine by accident.

Some good documentaries:
Man on Wire, Religulous, Boomers, Louis Theroux-The Most Hated Family in America

On my to-watch list:
Paragraph 175, Bukowski at Bellevue, Smash His Camera, Whole, When You're Strange, The Parking Lot Movie, Trash Humpers, Cinemania

01/01/11

2011-06-19T06:45:00.000-07:00

From an old roll - First emergency of 2011

Stephen Zeigler

2011-06-19T05:56:00.000-07:00

Obsessing over this snap by Stephen Zeigler. Nice one, Steve.

Manquing

2011-06-19T05:39:00.000-07:00

They've been gone a week already, and I've still got three more to wait out.
Excuse me while I curl up into the fetal position, and listen to Jessie J.

Breakfast In America

2011-06-15T01:33:00.001-07:00

Saturday morning my guests and I woke up with hangovers and empty bellies.
Nothing sounded better than good old American pancakes and bottomless cups of coffee, so we shuffled over to Breakfast in America, and braved the line. Starving but still standing, we finally made it in. The waiter pulled out his pad, and we rattled off our list of deepest desires. Adam's order was a real winner: 'Pancakes, coffee, ooh nachos, aaand a chocolate milkshake'.
Needless to say, we had an interesting spread.

Breakfast in America
4 Rue Mahler / Metro: St Paul (Line 1) / Paris

Tonight

2011-06-13T13:40:00.000-07:00

(Fake) Champagne + Thai curry. (Not so) Classy night in.

22

2011-05-04T09:39:00.000-07:00

A Birthday for the books.
(photos by Nienke Izurieta)

So Long, Pine Trees

2011-04-27T04:37:00.001-07:00

I thought 2 weeks away would be a detox, but when every meal is boiled in butter, slathered with cheese, served with wine, and followed by dessert, you really just want to nap all day. Now I'm back in Paris, and settling happily into my good old city routine of oatmeal, tabouli and beer.

SpringTime

2011-04-19T01:45:00.001-07:00

When I left Paris last week, spring was strolling in. Blossoms and baby leaves everywhere, and sunshine that left my shoulders scarlet. Can't wait to get back and see the green bomb that's sure to have gone off since then. Five days and counting. The mountains are beautiful, and the water's cold and fresh here, but my heart is in the city.
I sat in the village square yesterday, and caught a whiff of someone's cigarette. It smelled like Paris. I sniffed a bit more, and sat on my quiet bench missing crowded sidewalks, musky metros, and the sticky floors of punk rock dive bars. Not everything good is nice. But that's what I've learned to like about Paris. The balance. I can spend a Saturday afternoon lying in the island grass at Bois de Vincennes, collect my picnic trash, and head to Stolly's for a pint, odd smells, and a conversation with one of the city's thousands of strangers. Life is good in the capital.

Detox

2011-04-17T09:53:00.000-07:00

From Time to Time

2011-04-16T13:07:00.000-07:00

A horoscope is quotable:
"Feelings come. Feel them, and then let them go. Don't hold on."

Palais de Tokyo

2011-04-15T12:47:00.000-07:00

Walked over to Palais de Tokyo not too long ago with Ninx. We weren't blown away by the current stuff upstairs, but the installation downstairs was great. Afterwards we sat on a high ledge above the fountain, eating pineapple cake and drinking fizzy water. It was one of those early warm days, where you revel in the fact that you're doing what you're doing out of doors.

Cults

2011-04-13T08:36:00.000-07:00

Cults-The Curse
Guards-Resolution
Is Tropical-I'll Take My Chances
The Heartbreaks-Jealous, Don't You Know

The Kitsuné Maison label put on a really nice show at my favorite Parisian venue, La Maroquinerie not too long ago. On the bill were Is Tropical, Cults, Guards and The Heartbreaks. All great shows. I went for Cults, but left with a big crush on Is Tropical.

Best concert of 2011 so far.

¡¡EUREKA!!

2011-04-13T08:07:00.001-07:00

RICE & BEANS

I've tried and I've tried, and I've tried and I've tried to find good Mexican grub in Europe, and now it has been found. I have high-fived a good many people over the discovery of this little joint. I can't recommend it highly enough. The owners are easy going, sociable, and just generally charming. The food is hearty, plentiful, flavorful, and reasonably priced. They make their own corn tortillas, an amazing salsa, and an even more impressive Guacamole. My last trip was with six hungry friends. They sat us downstairs in a little cave called the 'Fiesta Room'. For 15 per head, we stuffed ourselves with guacamole, tortilla chips, delicious tacos and beastly burritos. The room buzzed with moans of appreciation. We all left with bulging bellies, and even still took a doggy bag. California tested, Kelsi approved!

22 Rue Greneta / Metro: Réaumur - Sébastopol / Paris

reJOYce

2011-04-13T04:46:00.000-07:00

The lovely Joy Jaynes paid me a weekend visit. We spent a calm, and wonderful two days strolling around Paris, being soul mates. She places a high emphasis on good food and good moments, and is less concerned with 'the sites'. My kind of lady. Come back soon, Miss Jaynes.

VAPOUR RELEASE

2011-04-11T02:10:00.000-07:00

So right now, I'm in the Alps with the family I work for, and I've got about the worst cold I've ever had. Ever. I'm coughing up a storm, the damage to my throat has me sounding like a prepubescent frog, and about every 3 minutes my head starts to feel like a pressure cooker, and then I know it's time to empty my nose.
So I was sitting here, adding nice things to svpply, when it was tissue time. I found a discarded pack on the table and went for it. When I pulled the tissue away, it was like magic. All kinds of mint and eucalyptusy goodness was flowing through my nasal passages. I was beginning to think that maybe I'd had just a little too much mint tea when I noticed the tissue packaging: VAPOUR RELEASE. Boom. These are the best tissues ever. It's like Vicks meets Kleenex. ★★★★★

Spotted

2011-03-30T00:43:00.000-07:00

LE PICK CLOPS

Cool joint in the Marais, with a fresh & tasty menu. Kaly and I went last week for their massive bagel sandwhiches. They essentially throw a pile of ingredients onto your plate and let you assemble your sandwhich yourself. They give you plentiful portions which is rare for a Parisian sandwhich, so I'm a fan.
Plop down on the terrace and people watch, or sit inside for a colorful, mosaic experience.

16 Rue Vieille du Temple / 4eme / Metro: St. Paul

In Transit

2011-03-16T08:16:00.000-07:00

Sunday Soul Food

2011-03-16T07:38:00.000-07:00

Rue St. Anne / Metro: Operah or Pyramides / Paris

ALMOST DONE

2011-03-15T02:04:00.000-07:00

This is it! The end of my Stockholm documentation. Back to reality/Paris.
So long, Sweden.

Swedish Soir

2011-03-15T01:55:00.000-07:00

MAGIC

Stockholm Spotted VI

2011-03-15T01:51:00.000-07:00

GALLERI KONTRAST

Really nice, free, little photojournalism gallery. Good selection of photobooks, as well.

Hornsgatan 8 / Tube: Slussen / Stockholm

Stockholm Spot V

2011-03-15T01:50:00.000-07:00

BRUNO GOTGATSBACKEN

Stumbled into a really hip shopping center in Sodermalm one afternoon. It had a really difficult name to pronounce, and was made up of 5 shops wrapped around a Café. I was crippled with hunger, so I grabbed a tasty grilled sandwhich. Mozarella, pesto, and tomato. You can pretty much put pesto on anything and I'm in.

This sandwhich experience made me decide that I'm definitely getting a sandwhich maker when I get to my next home.
I sipped raspberry lemonade and spied on drop dead gorgeous Swedish boys, then strolled around the amazing shops. I'm not a huge fashion guru, but I swoon for Swedish style. It's so clean and crisp, but somehow manages to be edgy as well. So much balance. Big fan.
Anyway, if you've got a few million dollars, this is a great place to drop some cash.
You'll look mega cool when you're done.

Götgatan 36 / Tube: Slussen / Stockholm

Stockholm Spot IV

2011-03-11T10:20:00.001-08:00

NADA BAR
We arrived at Nada as it opened, around 17:30, and stayed 'til closing. It was a Sunday night, so it was quiet, but between the friendly bartending cousins, and the crazed and wonderful regular, Mats, we had an amazing time. There was a real communal feeling to the bar. Anyone could DJ, and everyone inside knew everyone else's name by the end of the night. That was cool.

Åsögatan 140 / Tube: Medborgarplatsen / Stockholm

Stockholm Spot III

2011-03-11T08:42:00.001-08:00

PET SOUNDS

Cool Music, cool crowd, cool bar. I'll be honest, I passed out behind the ATM machine pretty early on, so I don't remember how awesome it was. But Loz and Emma were way into it. I remember thinking that the music was sort of Pulp Fiction-y, which was cool. The booze wasn't too expensive, but the selection was pretty much down to beer that night, as they were somehow out of all their mixers for long drinks and cocktails. But we like beer, right? So that's fine.
When you finish up here, head over to Nada Bar. Photos comin' up.

Skånegatan 53 / Tube: Medborgarplatsen / Stockholm

Stockholm Spot II

2011-03-02T04:22:00.001-08:00

BEYOND RETRO

This isn't going to make me sound like a very good person, but this is how I travel: I like to make a list of bars I'd like to visit, and spend my late afternoons bar hopping. This is a great time to do it, they're not too crowded yet, you get to chat with the staff a bit, and usually you're just in time for happy hour! Interesting bars, I find, are often near interesting...other stuff. Galleries, cinemas, shops, you name it. I was on my way to check out Nada Bar, when I passed Beyond Vintage. I swooped in to discover the mega mart of vintage shopping. My initial reaction was awe. My second second impression was a bit annoyed, pretentious even. I felt like it was a bit over the top; too much, too organized. It took away from the "thrifting experience" of rummaging. Bull shit. 10 minutes later, I looked down and saw 6 items flung over my arm. Good ones.
So then and there I had to change my philosophy. I paid attention to the fact that these items were truly vintage, complete with yellowing tags. I paid attention to the fact that the sales girls were friendly and funny and didn't bitch when I asked if I could take a few snaps. (In case you've never whipped out a camera in a vintage shop without asking. DON'T.)
I also paid attention to the fact that the selection was truly good. Unique pieces that weren't so outlandish that you couldn't wear them in the modern world.
So, in the end, I left happy, with a sweater which has since won me multiple compliments.
I'll warn you though, it's not exactly a bargain center. Dresses ranged from 30 to 90 euro, and the average sweater was around 20. But many items were inexplicably marked 1/2 off, so hunt for those gems. It's the kind of place you go to for a kick, expecting to get something one-of-a-kind you'll forever adore, but not necessarily expecting to pay bottom (nor top) dollar for.

Åsögatan 144 / Tube: Medborgarplatsen / Stockholm

Stockholm Spot I

2011-03-02T03:59:00.000-08:00

GUNTER'S

This was a little road-side sausage stand. Off a varied menu, Gunter suggested a long spicy sausage wrapped in coleslaw, mustard and a warm baguette, and we followed.
3/3 of us gave it an enthusiastic (gloved) thumbs up. You should like the faint sensation of bees stinging your tongue, because it is quite spicy (what do I know, I'm white), but it is one delicious way to keep warm on a -10 degree day.

Karlbergsvägen 66 / Tube: St. Eriksplan / Stockholm

Wishlist

2011-02-27T13:20:00.001-08:00

Amazing

Procrastination, Episode 5906

2011-02-25T12:19:00.000-08:00

I really want to go see my friends' gig which begins in 40 minutes, but I really don't want to finish this assignment I'm working on. So I've washed my dishes (that needs to be done, right?), made some din din, and ingested two bottles of good beer. I'm telling myself that the beer is necessary as well, as my friends are already out boozing and being jolly and whatnot, but actually, I still haven't dressed yet. Maybe I should do that before cracking open #3?
Maybe I should do the responsible thing and crack it open so that I can continue homeworking.

So friends, if I show up in mismatched socks and anything sparkly, blame it on my homework, and the 12 pack of Grimbergen which was on promotion at my local supermarché.

Sing My Name

2011-02-23T08:08:00.000-08:00

A little treat for the narcissist in you/me.

Fill in your name, put it on your iPod and power walk down the street. I bet you'll feel awesome.

Family Life

2011-02-23T07:53:00.001-08:00

I've been saying that I don't want kids. But if you can guarantee me that my home videos will look like this, I'll take it all back.

Stockholming

2011-02-21T13:43:00.001-08:00

Hooked

2011-02-16T02:06:00.001-08:00

Interesting articles, clean design, never rambles. New favorite.
Picked up a copy at the station as I was leaving London.
This month's comes with a snazzy pull out poster.
It's on the pricey side, but if you subscribe you save 50%. Profitez!

A Spoonful of London

2011-02-15T14:25:00.001-08:00

After missing my train and then pulling an all-nighter in Paris, I finally made it to London early Saturday morning for a quick, and cheerful visit. Ethnic food, loads of brick, black cabs, and a string of inventive cocktails made for a very enjoyable stay.
Word of advice: the next time you spot a drink on your menu which involves basil, GO FOR IT.

Jens Lekman-Black Cab

La Perle

2011-02-15T08:25:00.000-08:00

Read this well; I am recommending La Perle by day. By night, it's a whole 'nother place.
By day you go to La Perle to sit in vinyl booths, and eat off a small, but classic menu. You'll eat large, tasty portions at moderate prices, and receive friendly service from fuzzy hipsters. Coffee or booze with a book is another popular option. I think the booth seating is my favorite bit. None of this hard stool nonsense for me. I want to sink my bum into my seat, and my teeth into my food.
At night you pretty much only wanna go here if you're dressed in your hippest duds, ready to judge and be judged. Elevator eyes all around.
You should also want to drink your booze standing on the sidewalk, because you're definitely not going to fit inside. Fitting inside, in my mind, is key here, because the decor makes you feel like you're dining in a Tarantino flick. Don't miss out on that!

So, daytime good, nighttime meh (Unless you're just out to score some serious hipster tush. In that case, raise your fist and shout "Eureka".)

Rue de la Perle /3eme/ Metro: St Paul (Line 1)

Thumbs Up

2011-02-15T00:29:00.001-08:00

Boss man gave boss lady these beauts for Vday.
Well done, boss man. They're much more fun than roses.
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From Deutschland with Liebe

2011-02-10T09:44:00.000-08:00

My dear friend Sarah ventured over from the Fatherland last weekend to spend some time in Paris. We did all the good things. Hummous pizza at Pink Flamingo, tiramisu cocktails at Le Kitsch, burgers at La Perle, and home made Mexican grub plus a million episodes of "Community" plus wine plus pastries chez moi.
The good times rolled. Come back soon, Polar.

Nite Lite

2011-02-08T13:35:00.000-08:00

Kaboom

2011-02-07T13:52:00.001-08:00

It's like a bomb of good cinema's gone off. So many things I want to see coming up.

Also: Win Win, Rubber, Applause, Hanna, The Strange Case of Angélica, and Indecencies.

UFO

2011-02-04T00:44:00.000-08:00

UFO is nothing new, but it's certainly a new favorite of mine. Go anywhere with the right group of people, and you'll love it forever. The fact that they've got Karmeliet on tap doesn't hurt either, though.

49 rue Jean-Pierre Timbaud / 11eme / Metro: Parmentier

P.S.

2011-02-02T13:27:00.000-08:00

This isn't a food blog, by the way.

South African Sunday

2011-01-26T02:44:00.001-08:00

Belle, Flo & I spent a super domestic Sunday, shopping at the farmers' market, and cooking a delicious South African lunch. Still dreaming about chickpea salad*. Lately I'm finding meals cooked with friends at home more memorable than the ones we eat in restaurants.
Ok, except for that time when the wine was 8euro a bottle.

*Chickpea salad=chickpeas mint basil feta lemon juice olive oil spring onions cherry tomatoes

La Perla

2011-01-17T12:55:00.000-08:00

Sunday I woke up feeling lonely. That happens when I have neither internet, nor plans for the day. I hadn't seen Addie in ages, so I sent her an aggressive text message, and she promptly rang me up. We spent a great afternoon, wandering without any agenda. We ate fake Mexican food at a place that was cheap and charming. For 8.90 at lunch time, La Perla will give you a starter, plate and coffee, or plate, dessert and coffee, as you like. Obviously I went for plate, dessert and coffee. It was exciting because I didn't get to choose which plate or which dessert.
I never order shrimp, so I was pleased when they brought me shrimp and some other stuff wrapped in a tortilla and drizzled in what I think they thought was Enchilada sauce.
It wasn't authentic, but it was still tasty. Even tastier was the pineapple tart dessert.
Nothing like a little tropical pie to brighten up a January day.

26, rue Francois Miron / 4eme / Metro: St Paul or Pont Marie

How Nice

2011-01-17T05:35:00.001-08:00

Every once in a while I stumble across someone's photos which I really really enjoy. I get a warm, happy feeling scrolling through, and I can feel things connect and fall into place in my chest.

It's a good feeling.

These are some of Paul Hermes's snaps, and they make that feeling happen.