CAFE CAMILLE, LE MARAIS
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YVES KEIN
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THE MARKET AT BOULEVARD RASPAIL
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Paris. What a celebration of delicious food, simple pleasures, complicated pleasures, sumptuous architecture, sartorial tradition, and a richly layered history that is evident in every detail. At the Tuesday morning farmers' market the women are impeccably dressed and coiffed while selecting their plums, cheeses and white peaches. Business men riding to work on black bicycles are in crisp suits and horn rimmed spectacles - perfect visions of masculine chic. The red awnings of the local brasseries extend beguiling invitations to enjoy a small chilled glass of rose or a perfect cafe creme en route. The urban fabric is enviably dense, vibrant, and a perfectly sensible marriage of all types of layered activities, expertly achieved with a certain nonchalance that seems to say that all of this beauty and cosmopolitanism is effortless. What can I say, as priviledged visitor, except that Paris is a city that reveals more inspiration and hidden beauty with every visit - what a joy. Case in point; I just found out that there is a beautiful art deco swimming pool with two mezzanines in the Latin Quarter that is open every evening for night swims, featuring underwater music - genius! I am glad that I brought a bathing suit; perhaps we shall go after the concert in Saint Julien le Pauvre.
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