Thanks to a tip-off from Lilian, we secured free tickets to the pre-opening weekend. Thoroughly enjoyed Taryn Simon’s exhibition and appreciated anecdotes (sometimes painfully honest) from the people who had toiled on the construction of the spectacular building.
The Frank Gehry-designed building itself generated most of the buzz long before the museum was scheduled to open and I think it most appropriate that this commission pays tribute to the nameless men and women who had helped make the building a reality. A must-see even for contemporary art skeptics.
Fondation Louis Vuitton
8, avenue Mahatma Gandhi, Bois du Boulogne, 75116 Paris, France
Daylight saving time ended in France today as we edge closer towards the grey and gloomy winter that is characteristic of Paris. What probably matters more for me is that Singapore will now be seven hours ahead (instead of six) for the next six months. This weekend, I also got to admire the dramatic colours of autumn from the lovely vantage point at the top of the new Fondation Louis Vuitton building. More on that in a bit.
I thought I knew bar-hopping, that is, until we headed out two nights in a row this summer with Iñigo, who takes bar-hopping to a whole new level. Don’t think I’ve ever felt this much pressure to down beer and red wine so we could move on to the next bar for more pintxos. Probably a result of equal parts Basque pintxo culture and only-girl-in-the-group symptom.
If you happen to find yourself in San Sebastián (or Donostia as the locals call it) in the near future, definitely make time for some of my favorite pit stops:
- Fried ibarrako piparrak at Goiz Argi. Can’t go wrong with tiny mild Basque green peppers flavored simply with salt — unless if you are unlucky enough to pick out the only spicy pepper on the plate.
- Tomato salad at Bodega Donostiarra. Fuss-free, juicy and refreshing.
- Japanese pintxo at Kenji Sushi Bar. Our friend calls it Japanese pintxo but it’s actually an ingenious tripartite marriage of Japanese sushi/sashimi, fresh local fish with the pintxo bar scene. I had to be dragged out of this bar because I can’t remember the last time I had sushi/sashimi this authentic and affordable in Paris.
- G&T at Akerbeltz. One last drink for the road in a country obsessed with its G&Ts. Sitting outside the bar, overlooking Kontxako Badia, with a large glass of G&T in hand is pretty much the perfect way to call it a night if you ask me.
Another recommendation from our Spanish-Basque friend, Lekeitio was strangely empty the night we were there — all the better for us I guess. The pulpo a la vinagreta was so tasty, we ended up ordering a second portion to go with our draft beer.
Diputazio Kalea, 1, 48009 Bilbao, Spain