That I saw the friendliest dog in Paris smiling at me as I sipped my jus de tomate. It’s too cute, non ?
I was here the first time I was in Paris. This time I had a monaco for the first time. Could have gone either way, but I like it. We didn’t talk as much as those around us. I still can’t help but wonder how Parisians have so much to talk about, even when it is growing too chilly for comfort in the dusk.
8 rue de Belleville
75020 Paris, France