A few weeks before I left for Paris, I stumbled upon David Lebovitz's site and became an instant fan. I printed out all his Paris recommendations, and then in between worrying about missing my flight, and consoling the whaling children I was leaving behind, my papers remaind on the edge of my desk. One of the few things I remembered from the list was L'as du Falafel. And, I am thankful everyday for this bit of wisdom because it was my favorite afternoon in Paris. Even if I didn't love Paris as much as I do, I would go back again just to eat there.
As of today I am only 58 pages through Davids new book, The Sweet Life in Paris (less than 1/4 of the book), but I think that is enough for me to declare my love. The charming tales of life in the city, the bits of French scattered about, (proving that those 2 years of high school french were of some use), topped off with David's delicious recipes. Yes, it is love.
I want nothing more this weekend than to sit in the grass and finish it so that I can start on his previous book, The Perfect Scoop. I have just barely skimmed through it (mostly just looking at the pretty pictures, of course.) And, am now dreaming of an old-fashioned, neighborhood ice cream social on a late July evening.
Needless to say I have dozens of tomatoes, peppers and basil plants that aren't going to dig their own way into the ground, (adding to that a birthday party, potential barbecue and prints to ship.) My weekend looks quite full. But, if you have a bit more time to spend underneath a big shade tree I would highly recommend David's books.
P.S. I am currently trying to figure out which type of ice cream maker to buy.
If you have one you really love, please let me know. Right now I am leaning towards the kitchen aid attachment. But, am open to advice.
Have a great weekend! xoxo- A.