was as perfect as any last thing should be. It was mid January. Quite unusual and precious to get this blue sky and warm temperature. I hit the Club Med Gym at 10 am and look around Paris from the 22nd floor of the Pullman Hotel across the high roofed glass windows. The air was so clear and the sky was so blue that I felt capable to reaching out the Sacré Coeur over there with my finger. Looking toward the west, the roof of la Défense towers were clear of cloud for once. The day was perfect for cruising Paris like a tourist should do. Something I haven’t treated myself with for the last seven years I was living in the City of Light.
I did my arms, my 12 series of 2*8 abs, worked my back out, 15 minutes of treadmill, relaxed all the way up, 15 minutes hammam, took a good shower and off I was home grabbing my camera and flying down the metro to the Sacré Coeur. Unfortunately, a hideous building hides the view of la Défense from the Sacré Coeur. Instead I took this pic.

to you and yours. The only thing I want to wish you (and me) this year is to get that wealth we get wished every single year. Yet for real this time.

Yesterday, I woke up early to get a walk and enjoy Paris crowd-free. I hoped that on Jan 1st, most of people would be sleeping after a night partying out. Well, some Japanese tourists were already out strolling with their cameras like me.

Here is my favorite shot of the morning. The Seine river is so high because of the rain pouring Paris suffered last week while I was in the Alps. You can see the water is leaking the piers.

I guess it caught me by surprise, like Eva and Tony or Scarlett Johansson and Ryan Reynolds did. Carine Roitfeld and Vogue break it up.
It drops just right. Roitfeld holds a 10-year credit developing Vogue Paris to the point it is today. Her once subversive, the other times softer editorials make her editorial style unique. Last and least the December issue starring Tom Ford allows Roitfeld to shut off the door and leave head up like the star she is.

Happa Teï has became the last canteen I subscribed to in Paris. It’s a Japanese restaurant (one of the only with what sounds true Japanese people in the kitchen rather than Chineses) of Rue Sainte Anne (one of both Japanese streets of Paris, the other being Rue Monsieur le Prince). The reason why I like it is I never ate that before. Simple yep. I really need to go to Japan one day.

Basically, the menu is made of takoyakis, a kind of crepe’s dough stuffed with octopus from Osaka. You get different menus more or less big between €10 to €15 ($15 to 20). The takoyaki’s texture is surprising when it’s swallowed. The very hot ball explodes in the mouth when you swallow it, freeing a softer and liquid inner side (hmmm. It sounds like a sex stuff, but I don’t know how to explain it otherwise)

Do you know that Paris gets several honey manufacturing beehives. Among them, Opera roof top’s and Jardin du Luxembourg’s are the most widely known. I even heard that some individuals

L’Avant Comptoir at Carrefour de l’Odéon in Paris is the new food to go corner Yves Camdeborde opened up beside his restaurant Le Relais Comptoir. Le Relais Comptoir food style is Southern West of France’s : duck magret, foie gras, typical pork and wild boar hams, gratins, lentils, sautéed vegetables. It’s so famed in Paris that you need to start to queue from 15 min before noon to get your seat at lunch. No way to book in advance. Just take the line. Count on €40 ($50) the lunch (starter + main dish and dessert). Unlike lots of trendy restaurant in Paris, it’s damned worth it. Dinner is a bit more expensive.

Today morning held the 14th edition of La Parisienne race. It’s a 6 km (4 miles) race intended for female only to register. The official figure was 22 000 registered females