Café “Le Vrai Paris”… Always… on a Sunday…

Le Vrai Paris“..

Café / Restaurant…

It’s cold and blustery

à Paris aujourd’hui“…

But the “café local de Montmartre” is…

Warm

Cosy

There is adelicious hub… of noise

Chatter

Laughter

It’spre-Christmas mood

Dark, deep red wine in goblets was… flowing

Hearty French fare on trays was… flying… by the expert manoeuvring of the energetic waiters

Music playing softly

Un sapin de Noël“… a Christmas tree… was being joyfully decorated with… sparkly baubles… long strings of crystal beadswrapped around the tree

A young, handsomelooker“… was sitting at the roundbusywooden bar, reading “Le Journal du Dimanche“…

A Christmasy song was… blaring

With the winerobbing us of any inhibitions  We the five of us joined in with the festive singing

Pétillant“…

Ma Cherie Amore“…

Was playing next

The good-looking guy… sitting at the bar… was joined by his lovely girlfriend… they were embracingkissing… ahh…

“L’amour”…

“L’amour”…

Ma chérie… mon amour“….

One… is… IN… the mood for… Love

We too… were hugging

Lovinglaughing

Forgetting

Oblivious… to the world outside

We were in a… cocoon of our own

Making

Creating

Unconditionallyloving

Bliss

Why can’t our planet… be as homogeneous

Lesswicked

Harmonious

If only humanity could

Stop… the discord

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Stop… the butchery

Torture

Man… versus… man

Humanity… against… humanity

Why…  Why…  Why….!!

SCREAM…

There is… a lot of loving

To flood... this planet

Goodwill abundantly

To goaround

Why… the butchery

Why… the torture

WEEP…

Outside the steaming windows

We watched… a group of young childrenbunched-up around… “Saint Nicolas“… “Pappa Noël”… with huge excitement

He was in his Red robes… with a fur-trimmed cap and a long white beard

Presents… were being handed out… with a twinkle in the eye and a jolly laughin response to the children’s squeals of delight

Charming……

Wrapping up against the cold wet weather outside… we passed by the… Christmasymarché de Noëlkiosks… which were piled up with all sorts of goodies… an assortment of delicacies… the “saucisse de campagne“…  from the wooded and rolling mountains of “Jura“… melting hotraclettecheeseslathered on baguettes… Ummm… and huge wholemeal breads

Stopping… at my favourite winter delicacy… the cosy… “chestnuty“… hot chestnuts… being roasted and toasted… on large metal roasters

Heaven……

Munchingcrunching… on our brown paper bagsfull of hot chestnuts... we walked… rather floateddown the steep hill to catch the Pigalle metro back home

Refreshedenergised

Revitalised

Ready… for another… challenging week ahead…

Café

Le Vrai Paris“…

A très très

Bientôt“…

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