“The Last Supper”

It is 12:43 AM and it is now April 17 and I am looking at my bed knowing that I need to go there and sleep, but when I wake I will be focused on heading to Charles de Gaulle airport to get on that Air France plane and leave this place. I am anxious for my own bed, my friends in Santa Fe and the Tuesday night Blues Jam at El Farol, but I am going to miss Paris. I had a great walk-about this evening along the Seine and the little cream puff from Odette’s and the famous Berthillon ice cream cone on Ile Saint-Louis did not spoil the “Last Supper at Freddy’s. The Mushrooms from Erlinges, the asparagus, the razor clams, the fried chicken and the wine were special, but the attention I received from Quentin and Johnna was above and beyond expectations and I will miss them.

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author: Paul Parker

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  1. so sweet, so poignant thank you.. looking forward to seeing you

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  2. Thank you for the sensual visions of France! Each meal transformed my simple palette!

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  3. Always the best time to leave is when you still love being there. BTW, where is Freddie’s, don’t know that Restaurant.

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  4. A wonderful final Parisian episode of your European art adventure. It has been a treat these past weeks. Thank you Paul. Bon Voyage.

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  5. Looks like another brilliant, stellar grand journey Paul!

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  6. Lets have a glass of wine when you get back to SFE!
    Would love to hear more stories of Paris.

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  7. TRAVEL SAFE- can’t wait to see you!

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