Bon Temps, Mauvais Temps

Weekend of much weekending.

Went to the Opera with Lerato on Saturday. The NY Met had better singing, far better set design (oh hecks yes), more fun, a more beautiful opera house, a better dressed audience - and it generally delivered on the idea of what I expected the Opera experience to be. But the Paris Opera rocked my world. The actress (not a typo) who played Romeo twice moved me to tears... at the age-worn tale of Romeo and Juliet, no less. There might be something to this Opera shiznatch after all.

Then, we went to another of Dan's restaurant recommendations: La Verra Vole on Canal St. Martin. Tip! The food was good at this wine bar, but the atmosphere was spectacular. No hyperbole, I loved our server Nicholas, who generously shared his love of music and wine (and life) with us.

Sunday, I had dinner with Bruno at Stephanie and Christiane's... hmm, wonderful?!? I arrived feeling exhausted and down - savoring the company around the table was chicken soup.

On the downside, I slept it so late every day this weekend that I accomplished jack booty.

Song of the Day: Slum Village - Fall N Love. This is my anthem.

Bonus Beat: Cat Power - Satisfaction (Live in Paris).