Fact: Monday mornings are easier with a pretty mug and a bit of Radio 6.

Saturday-Sushi and Cake

Bath, on a Saturday. If you're crazy enough to brave the shopping crowds, as we decided to, be sure to head to Yen Sushi for lunch. Then, you only have to face the rain and cold briefly to seek respite in Cafe Lucca - in the form of hot chocolate, orange and marmalade cake, and walnut tart. Oh and it helped that this guy makes the rain and hour-long-search-for-a-parking-space seem totally bearable!

They Are Getting Married

We spent the weekend with our wonderful family, celebrating the engagement of my brother and his partner Lucy. They're an adorable couple, and happen to make excellent hosts, too. So on Saturday night we were treated to dinner of spaghetti and tricolore salad, followed by homemade meringues and fruit. Then it all got a bit less civilized when the sticking-of-spoons-on-faces started...

Family members arrived from both sides the next day, and we enjoyed homemade pasties, quiches, and cakes - including Lorraine Pascal's Oreo brownies which I'd been dying to try; a Baileys and white chocolate cheesecake that a relative of Lucy's has been given strict instruction to send me the recipe of; and little heart-shaped Victoria sponges that made all the women coo quite hysterically. Oh, and champagne of course! Although I regretted that slightly when Toby and I had to rush for our late night train home!
 Totally worth it to spend some time with my brother though. Congratulations Adam and Lucy! xxx

A Parisian Food Market

Miss P Does Paris, Volume I

Every Sunday morning in the Bastille area of Eastern Paris, a food market appears that stretches down the whole of Boulevard Richard Lenoir, with more fresh produce than you can shake a baguette at. It's a total foodie paradise, and made me wish that I had a pretty little apartment nearby where I could cook up some culinary delights with the exciting goodies on offer. Even so, it was worth a visit to soak up the atmosphere, and to witness food shopping at its simplest yet most inspirational. Surely this is how it should always be? 

 (me, looking like I've never seen a clementine before)

To experience it for yourself, get the Metro to the Bastille stop and exit at Blvd Richard Lenoir. You can also enjoy a hot Nutella crepe on your way around, as we did, but that's entirely optional of course. What you must do, though, is find the guy making fresh fruit juice to order on his stall with his little blender. His jus d'orange is probably the best in Paris!


Miss P x

Almost there...

I don't think I'll get much sleep tonight - in the morning we're off to Paris! As you can imagine I'm pretty ridiculously excited. It's somewhere that I've never visited but have always longed to, so I hope it fulfills expectations - and yes, I fully expect hundreds of pink balloons to be set off in front of the Eiffel Tower upon our arrival.
  I'll be sure to take an embarrassing amount of photos, so stay tuned for  pictures of Parisian foodie delights and my tips on where to eat. Until then, Bon Nuit!

Breakfast With Love

Sometimes when you're 5 years old and feeling a little down, a big old plate of pancakes for breakfast is very necessary. Of course it's quite effective for 24 year olds too...