The Paris of the West
Andi brought me to Paris. Today, I brought her to the Paris of the West: Cheyenne, Wyoming.
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Andi brought me to Paris. Today, I brought her to the Paris of the West: Cheyenne, Wyoming.
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I purchased my Little American Bread at one of Paris’s best regarded bagelries, “Bagels & Brownies.” (I did not order a brownie.) Here is the bag it came in, along side a bottle of Snapple. Snapple! The most appropriate drink to accompany a bagel, other than maybe coffee. Ok, so what was the bagel like? […]![]()
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Paris has many machines that squeeze oranges and dispense the juice. These are found at little shops and in markets. This one is in a train station, right next to the trains: For 2€ you get a little shot of OJ. It’s fresh and a bit pulpy with a bit of of zesty bite and […]![]()
Five years later I can report that the gelato shops are still in business, and the gelato is still tasty and still sculpted into a rose before your eyes.
France is known for its cheese, of course, but the phrase “French Cheesecake” is not one I had encountered before today. It sounds like it should refer to a silver screen starlet or can-can dancer, non? But: Here we have a slice of cheesecake, the baked foodstuff made with cheese. I saw it in a […]![]()