Saturday June 11, 2011 Day
346
We got moving a bit
earlier than yesterday, but not much. We arrived at the market a little later
than usual, but still managed to snag some falafal to snack on and pass out to
our guests. Brennan declined, but everyone else partook. We chose some salad makings,
sausage, cheese and bread for dinner.
We ate lunch at a
restaurant beneath one of my favorite tromps l’oiel. We ordered and were
sitting there chatting when a pigeon delivered a little gift to Pam,
splattering it on the table in front of her and soiling her blouse, the glasses
and the tableware sitting in front of her. Fortunately, we did not have our
food yet, so it was just a matter of the waitress cleaning the table and
removing the service ware. The lunch experience improved after that and we had
a delightful midday repast.
After lunch we
separated, with Pam and Kathy going to shop along rue Jean Moulin, and the rest
of heading for Esplanade Charles de Gaulle, where Roger wanted to show off
Brennan. Ronnie, Shelli and I paused to go into a nifty toy shop, while Roger
took the stroller and went on down to chess. From the toy shop we dropped into
an ice cream salon as well, and arrived to find Roger keeping one eye on
Brennan and one on the chess boards.
We returned to the
apartment and called Pam and Kathy to come on over – they knew the way to our
place by this time. Dinner from the market was delicious, supplemented with a
bottle of wine from our wine-tasting experience yesterday.
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| Brennan trying on Granddad's cap |
I fully expected
Ronnie and Shelli to go out on the town and leave Brennan with us. This is a
town full of open-air bars and restaurants and young people, after all. But
Shelli said they have sort of turned into responsible parents and wouldn’t be
going out.
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