THINGS I BOUGHT (AND DIDN'T BUY) IN PARIS...

I think the way I relate to Paris has changed after so many years of going there.

I didn't so much as sniff a macaron. I am just going to come out and say it: I'm not very interested in macarons anymore. There.

But two hours after arriving, which conveniently coincided with lunch time, I sat in a very normal cafe, in a very quiet back street. I ate an excellent lunch of pork loin with beans,