I met Michael Pereira a couple years ago through social media. We tried to meet on one of his trips to Paris the summer of 2013, but the stars we not aligned that year. This past summer though, in 2014, we managed to find time to get together. And I have to say… meeting Michael for the first time in person was nothing short of magical. It felt like we had been friends for years and years, and we slid into our new roles as friends, immediately. Meeting people like that comes along only a few times in a lifetime.
Michael has a magnetic field around him, I am certain. He knows how to draw people in, in a way that feels positive and easy. And that is how he approaches his dance students too. I watched an entire class (alas, at 8 months pregnant, I unfortunately couldn’t participate), and saw how he poured his heart, body, soul and sweat into communicating through movement with the dancers. Michael gives everything he’s got. And that is what has given him a steady following in just six short months of teaching Broadway Jazz in Paris!
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Some who read this blog regularly, will know that I spent many long years intolerant to dairy. About ten years or so. That meant no cheese. Can you imagine!?! And then, one fine day in April 2014, I tested something that had dairy in it…and discovered that I felt no pain. So I tested some more, and I realized that maybe my body had changed it’s chemistry, since they tend to do that every seven to ten years. I began enthusiastically reintroducing dairy into my diet, and soon I was amorously indulging into the best and finest of cheeses that France has to offer. Our cheese budget went up. Before Chéri had no competition for those ivory blobs of moldy dairy in the fridge, but he soon realized that I was a true cheese devout, and we had to invest every week in much more cheese than before. In this article, I want to introduce to you a man with a plan, a concept, that originates in a profound love affair with French cheese…
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In my hometown in New England, we always had an event in mid-December called the « Christmas Stroll ». It was a a time for the residents and those of neighboring towns to come and enjoy together the Christmas ambiance that was always so well exemplified in the decorations. The town (a village really) had a tiny little central « place » that housed the tall Christmas tree and the crèche de noël, and all the black and white façades of the boutiques on Main Street were spruced up with fir greens and red bows with pretty little white lights to accentuate the falling snowflakes that always arrived just in time. The shops opened late for the Christmas stroll and served or sold their best and most festive holiday wares. It was a place to run into your old school teacher, or meet up with past classmates, see old high school pals or towns people that you know and recognize for years.
While that may never happen to me ever in Paris, I did get to experience a different, perhaps more glamorous type of Christmas stroll and although there was no small town charm or reminiscing, there was plenty of holiday cheer and happiness shared between me and a darling friend who was enjoying it all for the first time. I couldn’t have felt a warmer Christmas glow if I had been at the foot of that New England village Christmas Christmas tree. Read more →
Sometimes friends will email me and ask for advice on what to do with a long layover in Paris. Or better yet, some friends will deliberately schedule a long layover, just to get a « Paris fix » (it’s like a drug you know)! If it were me, I would certainly schedule a long layover, but I live here so I am lucky to have Paris in my life very day…even the bad days.
Merci to Lucy Miller for the fabulous graphic!
But I am a big fan of fun 24 hour layovers in order to get a glimpse of a city or see a friend, so I have teamed up with CitizenM hotel to bring you the best of Prête-Moi Paris in a 24 hour plan of indulgence in all things Parisian.
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If you follow me on Instagram, you know I LOVE Treize Bakery… It’s dangerous to have a friend with such an incredible restaurant… my hips aren’t lying!
But image learning how to make all that incredible happy and home-cooked food, yourself! Eh oui!!! Laurel, the amazing magnificent Laurel, now offers cooking classes on Wednesday evenings. (Sign up in advance so you make sure you get a spot). She teaches techniques like how to make the four basic sauces and the base of all sauces (a simple combination of butter and flour but that needs to be very carefully mixed together and watched with an expert eye), or pie crust…light and flaky buttery pie crust…OH MY!!! Or how to make her famous carrot cake…Mmm hmmm… that’s what I’m talking about! Read more →
Article écrit par Barbara de la Motte Saint Pierre, artiste Parisienne et par Melissa Ladd, et traduit par Melissa.
Article written by Barbara de la Motte Saint Pierre, a Parisian artist and by Melissa Ladd, and translated by Melissa.
Nous voilà revenus de notre ballade de perfumistas, Melissa, son Chéri et moi.
Here we are, returned from our Paris perfume prommenade, Melissa, her Chéri and I.
Nous avons commencé rue de la Paix chez Amin Kader chez lequel nous avons respiré les eaux de cologne de Santa Maria Novella, maison florentine qui remonte à 1500, et qui était le fournisseur de Catherine puis de Marie de Médicis. Dans leurs production j’ai respiré Maréchale qui est le parfam de Léonora Galigaï, maréchale d’Ancre et favorite de Marie de Médicis. Sur le moment ce jus poivré me conquit… mais j’allais au devant d’autres émotions olfactives.
We began on rue de la Paix at Amin Kader where we smelled the eaux de colognes by Santa Maria Novella, a Florentine perfume house that dates back to 1500, and who was the perfume supplier of Catherine and then Marie de Médicis. In their collection I tested Maréchale which was the perfume of Léonora Galigai, maréchale d’Ancre and favorite of Marie de Médicis. For the time being this peppery juice attracted me… but I wanted to head off to other olfactive emotions.
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So the month of July in Paris was a-wash with warmpth and sunlight, but sadly I didn’t get to go out and enjoy it that much since I was dealing with this issue. And as soon as that cast came off, the weather went sour. August has been a total disappointment weather-wise. But the very occasional day of cooperative weather, we managed to get out and take full advantage. We were able to discover (or at least try to) a few out-of-the-way green spots in the city that are practically secret. Well, almost…
We headed to the Musée de la Vie Romantique, which has free entry for its permanent collection. A lovely house full of George Sand’s paraphernalia, and things like a sculpture of Chopin’s hands. But before skimming through the museum, I suggest grabbing a chance to enjoy the tea garden. Read more →
Parisians may grumble about them, but then tourists grumble about Parisians, so it’s only fair! But I’ll let you in on a little secret… Paris loves its tourists! Really??? you ask? Well, it’s only because they bring an enourmous amount of business to a country that is leaning more and more towards a services industry. Besides luxury, tourism is one of France’s big resources. +70% of the active populatin works in the service industry, which includes everything related to tourism. And Paris, being the most visited city in the world, really needs to open up its heart to tourists. We need them.
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Scott Sallée attended the Summertime soirée for us and offered to share his experience with Prête-Moi Paris!
Summertime on rue du Faubourg Saint Honoré is in its third edition, and following the themes of peonies and jazz in 2012 and red roses and tango in 2013, we were invited to discover New York circa 1950-1960, with vintage cars, Mad Men, Broadway, the Jets, and the Pink Ladies.
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I am finally getting to posting about this fantastic event that I attened at the end of April. It’s one of those types of events that you jump at the chance to attend because these social and cultural gatherings can be so unlike the trypical Parisian soirée. It is aparantly very anglo-saxon to gather and be social after a concert or something. Parisians don’t tend to mingle easily with people they don’t know. Which I find strange since if you consider the monument the Opera de Paris, it was created to allow the masses and classes to mingle during intermissions, but I am sure they did a lot more of stand-offish oggling than mingling. Parisians stick to their own generally speaking. Only since social media has shrunk the world have they learned in Paris not to be so wary of strangers at public events. So Sinfonietta’s cocktails and Conversations was a great chance to be able to mingle and be social after a gorgeous concert. Read more →