Thursday, July 18, 2013














THERE ARE A FEW THINGS PARISIANS DO REAL GOOD : FASHION, ART, AND PICNICS.

I come from a place that lights up in springtime; Toronto is special when the sun comes out. Its citizens lose their mother-loving minds and flee to any park or curbside that will accommodate them, to soak in those scarce days while they last. So I recognize the feeling here: It's panic mixed with joy mixed with simple, meteorological intoxication. Spring fever. Which, if you do it right, blends seamlessly into summer, then coasts through those last days of September before petering-out. You've gotta get it while it's hot.

And what better way than eating snacks instead of a meal? All along this city's riverbanks and sloping knolls, people (young and old) are mashing soft cheese into hunks of bread with friends.

I've always been good at a picnic, but this trip has put me in the major leagues. We've had at least one picnic a day for nearly two weeks. I can pack the whole thing into a tiny knapsack, including wine and repurposed yogurt cups from which to drink. Bread, meat, cheese, fresh fruit, chocolate, sharp knives, and cloth napkins. For a supper-picnic, I might snag a roast chicken from l'epicerie and blanche a handful of green beans. We still eat multiple baguettes and a shit-tonne of cheese, but somehow it feels a bit more dinner-y. And all spread out on the satisfyingly-neutral Turkish towels we bought in Istanbul. It's twee to the point of obnoxious, but I can't get enough.

(One of our many picnics on the Seine. On the right, yogurt in adorable glass jars with foil tops. Perfect for breakfast or picnic-dessert, and when they're empty, they travel well for wine-consumption.)


ON EATING OUTDOORS
Free to be You and Me (May 7, 2012)
Real Life Friends (August 11, 2011)
Super Charcuterie (September 5, 2010)


CURRENTLY
LOCATION: Paris, France
DATE AND TIME: Friday, July 19, 2013 12:30AM Central European Time/Thursday, July 18, 2013 6:30PM EST





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