Given the incredible weather we’ve been having this week, I decided it was too nice last night to have dinner inside. I won’t go into the various unfruitful market trips I embarked on before realizing that most of what I needed was in my fridge, instead I present to you:
Arugula and Piquillo pepper salad with Chorizo and goat cheese in Sherry vinaigrette. I packed the salads into individual serving-sized Tupperware (What do you call non-Tupperware brand Tupperware? Airtight plastic container just doesn’t have the same ring to it.) and placed them in a bag with a bunch of grapes, a baguette tradition, a bottle of rosé, and a couple of cookies. Now that picnic season seems to be in full swing, we have a cupboard dedicated to picnic supplies: paper napkins, plastic utensils and cups are all at the ready for a last-minute weeknight picnic. We took our dinner to the Canal St. Martin, a few blocks away and sat by the water alongside hundreds of Parisians who had had the same idea.
We got there just as the sun was setting, so the temperature was just perfect. We enjoyed our picnic and watched the sky slowly grow darker.
Nick got this photo of the crescent moon just above the buildings. I love pictures taken at this hour of the evening, where the sky is still a brilliant blue but here on Earth it is already dark. It reminds me of a Magritte painting.
So this is what people are talking about when they wax nostalgic about Paris in the Spring!