On Tuesday we had dinner at the legendary restaurant, Jules Verne, located inside the Eiffel Tower. The view, made even more beautiful by a sudden rainstorm and double rainbow, is better than the food–which though palatable, certainly did not equal the amount paid for quality, though the bread, wine, and company were fabulous. And the little shovel spoons are now our family crest:
You really can’t beat it for the view and the romance. And remember, if at no other time in your life, in Paris, at least, you gotta rock the red lipstick: