Princess of the Theater

If you haven't yet, you can read all about Gigi's professional theater debut (and about the origins of some French theater traditions) at the gorgeous Théâtre du Châtelet, which is itself something of a star in Paris. In an update since publishing the story at A Year in Fromage, she tells me, "It's surprising how many actors in the cast are gay." I find this very, very funny. And not surprising at all. But then again, she's ten, and it's her first theater experience.

In other entertaining King & I news, here's a hysterical clip from the Matrix of her castmate, star of the show, Lambert Wilson. So f***'in French:

Banana and Bunny

I've written before about the kinds of things I see every day that, well, you probably don't (unless you, too, live by the pedestrian performance bridge in central Paris). I've been wanting to update it and publish it over at A Year in Fromage, but it's tough because every time I think I'm finished, I come across something else to add. Well, finally, I decided I've seen it all and posted it a few days ago, only to have this appear on the bridge today:

 

 

The beauty of a blog is that I can edit even after publishing, so I must admit that I've gone to my post and updated it. Click here for full story and accompanying cheese which, believe me, is a cheese you don't see, or taste, everyday (thank God), even if you live in central Paris.

My D-Day Hero

Why am I posting such an ugly picture of myself over at A Year in Fromage? It's a story that's well worth a little humble pie.

 

I've met a fair number of very (very) famous people in my time, and rarely have I been so star-struck, and never have I been so moved. It's the 70th anniversary of the Normandy Invasion:

 

 

For the full story, click here.