Saturday, August 25, 2012

Праздник «Еды» A Feast for All the Senses


The Afisha Yeda Food Festival was today's destination of choice.  A section of Gorky Park was transformed into a gastronomic fairground for one day only, operating for 10 hours -from noon until 10PM.

We met up with a few friends around 2:30PM and spent the better part of the afternoon walking, gawking and sampling the edible delights on offer.  The late summer weather was perfect, offering a mix of sun and shade as we wandered through the exhibition grounds.  There was a Farmer's Market section, various stages set up throughout the space offering Master Classes, booths of independent restaurants and caterers -all showcasing the best of what Moscow and the surrounding region has to offer.

Weekend in Gorky Park sponsored by IKEA -promotion for their new catalog. These "chair lamps" were positioned down the center arcade for visitors to catch some shade.

Food Festival entrance line up at 3PM; there was a steady stream all day long

Welcome to the Food Festival!
No festival is complete without a mime!!!

Giant bean bags!
 Farmer's Market








This tart was A-MA-Zing!
People Watching

I thought the rule was "No Fur B4 Labour Day"...

"Strolling through the park' attire?

Blue is the new black and always make sure your shoes and shirt match.

cuties

Ummmm...I believe that I've found Waldo's little lamb.
 Pretty Girls




Coffee Mania is right!!!
Fine Food Purveyors




 




 


I'm not enitirely sure what animal this once was









 

Friday, August 24, 2012

приятного аппетита

Not only is the butter chicken delicious, but the entertainment speaks for itself.  This blog entry is short on words but long on visuals.

...dinner & a show...



Thursday, August 16, 2012

La vie en rose

For our last full day her in the City of Lights we took to the metro and funicular and visited Montmartre and Sacré Coeur.







Fighting through August tourist crowds and dodging strong early afternoon sunshine made for a hasty exit through Place du Tertre and down through the steep staircases leading back to Abbesses metro stop.

This is what we saw:


This is what it actually looks like:


 
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Place_du_Tertre



Our second destination was much quieter and calmer.  We crossed town to Père Lachaise Cemetary.  The tree-lined allées provided shelter from the sun's rays while the cobblestone walkways gave you no choice but to walk slowly through the seemingly endless rows of family monuments and memorials.

 

Paris's own Sparrow

 
Oscar Wilde's graves has been surrounded by a glass enclosure to discourage further "smooching".



It was a wonderful way to end the trip.

Merci, Paris.  Au revoir.
I won't wait another decade before I return.  That is a promise.