I must fully disclose that the list below of recommendations comes completely from my pal Liz, as these are the places she took me. Anyone who knows Liz knows that the gal has great taste.
What a fun city. I mean really. There are just good vibes, and I can’t quite put my finger on what it is specifically. Maybe it’s the proximity to the seaside, the charming tram ways that are weirdly unreliable. Or the pioneer startups that occupy the city, that entrepreneurial vibe. Or maybe that boozy karaoke on Monday nights at The Knockout. Or the fact that one of my favorite humans lives there. Maybe the hills, the fresh air and the year-round ideal-weather-to-dress-for climate, the donuts. A mix of it all…
We kept it cultural by hitting up the Walt Disney Family Museum on the first day of my 4-day visit. I was not so into the $25 ticket price but holy smokes I can’t express how worth it it is. Walt Disney, the man, not the company, is super interesting. There is a lot to learn about how he made Disney what it is today, and boy did he seem like a rad fella. We dined & strolled on repeat, bought Korean beauty products and sat in front of the Painted Ladies after hitting 10k steps at one point, and figurez-vous that were even lucky enough to experience the warmest of autumn days that was perfect for a stroll on the Ocean Beach.
Just a side note though, no breakfast out beats a breakfast at home with your bestie.
AGGREGATE SUPPLY // Industrial-chic boutique on Valencia St.
AsiaSF // Asian-fusion restaurant with drag dinnershows
BI-RITE CREAMERY // Ice cream joint
BOB’S DONUTS // Donut joint that opened in the 1960s
GENERAL STORE // Gift shop in Outer Sunset supporting local artisans
HOOK FISH CO.// Seafood joint in Outer Sunset
KEN KEN RAMEN // Japanese restaurant
KNOCKOUT // Dive bar with Karaoke on Monday nights. Wish this place existed in Paris.
NAPOLITO // Sustainable organic Mexican restaurant
PAXTON GATE CURIOSITIES // Wonderful shop of randomness on Valencia St.
SOUVLA // Lively Greek place with sandwiches & salads
TWIRL & DIP // Organic soft-serve ice cream
WALT DISNEY FAMILY MUSEUM // Museum dedicated to the Disney family and it’s amazing
I’m sorry I’ve been posting so little. I’ve been getting back in the game of documenting like I used to, to share on here experiences and places I find beautiful and charming and worth a mention.
I took my summer break later than most of my coworkers. It weirdly makes summer seam longer, and there’s something satisfying about leaving when everyone else is starting to come back. We went to Ile Tudy for two weeks. This place is magic, even if you never know how the weather will be. I know I’ve shared photos of this place before, because, well, I find this breton vacation home built by my boyfriend’s grandfather is just charming as fuck, and it is the epitome of what I would consider to be the ideal time off…. the perfect opportunity to disconnect and live in the present. The ocean out the front door, one big pièce à vivre for meals that last hours, game nights and good conversation with family and friends, and of course absolutely no schedule whatsoever. I pre-downloaded heaps of podcasts, brought a book or two and we traded phone and wifi habits for card and dice games.
Direction: la Pointe pour le mariage de Clémence et François. I lived in Normandy for a year of high school, but I had never been to THIS part of Normandy. This is all the way up there, Normandy. This part of Normandy you can bet you’re bottom dollar you’ll have zero cell service and when you do it’ll be a notification welcoming you to the United Kingdom, which definitely made for a good laugh. To situate what the French often call La Pointe (sometimes a general term, adaptable for other regions too, like Bretagne), but this one is up northwest of Cherbourg.
The sun was out, the skies were blue. The religious ceremony was in the sweetest little church in a town next to the seaside and what some call the smallest port of France, Port Racine. And then we followed the bride and the groom – who were in a rad & sporty vintage convertible – to nearby botanical gardens where the vin d’honneur and dinner took place over sunset, it was all just dreamy as can be. The salty seaside air made our hair wavy and thick, and we feasted and danced with the newlyweds.
The next morning we drove up around the tiny roads along the foggy coast before heading back to Paname, it all felt very untouched, which I think most definitely adds to its charm. More Norman summer weekends? I think yes.
It’s that time of year, Paris fills up again. The frenzy of going back to school. As at the office the end of summer blues have come to the surface, I’m off enfin on my own summer break. Keeping my fingers crossed for an indian summer in Bretagne.
A few things worth sharing:
The Work We Do Podcast, perfect for all creative minds. Hosted by my rad friend Victoria.
I’m craving to learn new things lately. Ever get that feeling? For those in Europe, check out OpenClassrooms.
Getting my daily dose of news with NPR’s Up First.
Currently listening to Cheek to Cheek.
Paris is constantly changing. My Paris guide clearly needs an update. Will get on that.
Paris in the summertime really is charming, and how can you not like the fête forraine at the Tuileries gardens. Really. Although I’m that person who complains when it’s too hot, I have to confess that my comments must be ignored because the Parisian summer bliss only lasts for a short while, so we’ve got to enjoy it while we can.
For those of you that don’t know, Paris in August (and all of France aside from bumpin’ seaside towns for that matter), is indeed something to experience. Heaps of restaurants and shops close up for the summer and half of the city’s population embarks on adventures that involve ocean breezes and endless bottles of rosé far from Paname. Basically, it’s empty. Suddenly at rush hour there’s plenty of space in the train, half of your office is gone and your favorite parks are weirdly calm when you set up for your rosé apéro with friends after work. The days are long and terraces are packed with the only people that are left in the city.
It’s a strange time of year because you’re so happy that places are less crowded but then you try to go to those cafés or little restaurants you really like and never have time to go to and when you arrive you immediately see the little sign on the closed door with beautiful handwriting that reads Fermature annuelle, retour le 28 août ! Le sigh. I’ve even see a newly opened restaurant still take it’s August off for annual leave. It’s another world here.
On the bright side, the bords de Seine are becoming increasingly rad (did you see this?), and rooftop bars are now a thing. Cheers to summertime.