Saturday started out a lazy day, but it got busy very quickly. We decided to run some errands. My friend Mary wanted a Sari, and so off we went to Rue Fabourg St. Denis near the Gare Du Nord to get it. Jodi was not real thrilled with this, and I vacillated and vacillated on buying myself one too, which did not help. I could not get her to try eating a little Indian food there! From there we went to Les Halles and stoppedin St Eustache because Jodi had not yet seen this church. On a hot day, the interior of these old stone churches, is even more blessed. I wanted some vanilla from Detou and we bid a honorary hello to Dellerhein on the way. Dellerhein is where the infamous copper pot was purcahsed.
I still marvel at how much cheaper vanilla beans are here than even on-line. Detou is a small but mighty store where one can get unusual things to cook with. Once again I am on the verge of the big......... Jodi dragged me away and we walked toward BHV. Mother had asked me to buy some perfume for a friend and I knew that they carry it there. I also wanted to get myeslf some “real french perfume” on this trip. I accomplished both missions! I found the perfume for Gwen and found another scent by the same company called the “Flight of the Butterfly”. I LOVE it, I squirted some on my shoulder for Jodi to smell because the bottle was new and later I smelled it on the way home, thinking, I sure hope that is my new perfume. IT WAS!