That’s “Lightning Strike” in French. It’s usually used to mean “I’m falling in love!” “J’ai le coup de foudre!” I’m in Paris for the first time in almost 40 years — a trip I’ve yearned to make again for all those years. And , here I am, with Nancy, falling in love with this rich and beautiful city. Everything has changed in that time, and yet everything is still the same, except that most retail employees know considerably more English than they did way back then. And they seem friendlier. In that intervening time, I remember a lot of French, but I’ve lost my French sharpness and pace. That will come back with practice.
What am I falling in love with?
First, the food. The flavors are so rich, in all categories — strawberriess, butter, breads, potatoes — even yogurt! Every tidbit is a feast — I don’t think I was so very aware of flavors when I went back to the US at age 25!
And the elegance and beauty of all the visual surroundings. Our hotel room is on the 7th floor, with a balcony right next to the immense Pantheon, high enough so we can also see across the city to Sacre Coeur atop its hill.
Today was an awesome day. We had no plans, but just wandered out of the hotel, discovered perfect narrow streets wnd elegant squares just a block away. We went about 5 blocks, and had a wonderful lunch at a cafe — chicken en brochette for me, and foie gras for Nancy. We shared a green salad, and a bottle of fizzy water. Then we strolled in the gorgeous Jardin du Luxembourg, ate some of the richest hand made sorbet I’d ever tasted, and finally we strolled home, after a beautiful day.
I felt delighted and serene, and realized that I’m falling in love with Paris.