Nights of Wine and Rose

Ever have one of those magical nights? The atmosphere, the restaurant, the wine, and the conversation? Now picture all of that with your mother. After a relaxing few hours at our hotel, we showered and went out to stroll the Marais to find a place to eat. As luck would have it, we went right past a restaurant my best friend David and I stumbled into during our weekend visit in 2005. (Kylie Minogue calls for a special visit to Paris - but that's another blog.)

Starting with the bread basket served with the creamiest butter known to man to the Duck ala orange and creme de carmel dessert, the evening was near perfection. Though our conversations are ours forever to remember, for 3 hours we were old friends and mother and son all rolled into one. After a stroll around the Marais on a very San Francisco weather night, Rosemarie is officially tired and although my night is just beginning, we've had a day that only the script writers could dream of creating. Bon Soir, Paris, my lazy eye is not quite lazy yet and there are more days of wine and Rose ahead.