Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Let's Get Jamtastic! aka Paris is Confitur-iffic!


So, I couldn't come up with just one title for this post. That's how excited I am about the Bon Maman jam store or "boutique de la confiture" for those of you who have been frenchified. Basically, Bon Maman has started a boutique decorated with jam art and jam jar furniture and they give out FOR FREE jam related foods such as jam and foods made with jam. It's about the best thing I've ever been a part of. The idea is that if you have a good (and free) experience with a product, then you will be hooked on it for life. I have definitely found this to be true. I feel like I'm reliving a jam version of that scene from Forest Gump where Bubba starts listing all the different things you can make with shrimp (jam with cheese, jam ribs, chicken with jam, jam vinaigrette on salad, jam in yogurt, etc...). I've never eaten so much jam in my life (don't call it jelly, zees ees NOT jelly, as the frenchies would say. Anyways, you haven't lived until you've had Bon Maman confiture. My parents are gracing me with their presence (and presents?) next week and you can bet that one of the first places we go is the jam place. It closes on wednesday, so I gotta get my fill of free jammy food.

In other news, when Maren was here, we were sooo excited to see a roboting barbie at the galleries lafayette. I don't know if I can explain it, but there's something very satisfying about seeing a real-life version of barbie roboting while people get their make-up done and pop music blares over the loud speakers. It's quite the shopping experience.

We also managed to wander over to Versailles for an afternoon. It was beautiful there, even though the gardens are still pretty dead. They rent golf carts out to tour around the grounds, and when Maren and I saw that we said, "screw golf carts, we can so walk to marie antoinette's house." That my friends, was a mistake. An hour later we found marie antoinette's house and it was not that exceptional besides seeing Louis the 15th's (I think, there were a lot of Louis's) baby carriage. Then we got lost and ended up in a field with some horses and a soccer team....then it started to rain. I took that as God's way of telling us to get the H out of Versailles. We finally got out and were able to realize our collective dream of buying the chatchiest (re: cheap and ugly and ridiculous) souvenirs ever. FYI, i have started a chatchy magnet collection to commemorate my time in Europe and it is going wonderfully. I already have a mannekin pis and a sagrada familia. Who knows what will be next. Anyways, it ended up being another great day in Paris.

In conclusion, it's almost spring and I can't wait. It's warmer, the people are out, and the Scots are invading Montmartre. No seriously, there's a bag piper playing outside my window as we speak. A bientot!

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