My blogger friend Andi, of Misadventures with Andi asked me to write a post about what I love about Paris. It was a lot harder than I expected to really pinpoint what moves me so much about this city, staying clear of too many clichés. After mulling it over for a week, I came up with a non-exhaustive list that truly reflects the personal signification of this environment. 
========================================================================= I have a love-hate relationship with Paris. It’s not a fantasy and I learned that very quickly during my first long stay in the city. Any idealized, romanticized notion of Paris that I may once have had was quickly replaced by the realization that French men aren’t particularly romantic, the food isn’t always outstanding, and bad baguette DOES exist, even here. I am endlessly trying to understand the idiosyncrasies of the French but I know there’s no place else I’d rather be. At least for the moment. 

I love…

(Photo Courtesy of Tongue & Cheek) The Parisians that walk down the street, freshly purchased baguette in tow, anxiously biting down into the edge of the crusty, soft bread. I instantly smile when I see this as I am known to fervently rip into just-bought bread, within…

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