|If you squint...|
Walking down Castlereagh St was like being in Paris. Names, names, names.
|Lèche vitrine seulement|
|Everyone wants to win a trip to Paris|
|Plenty of chocolate, comme Paris, but shaped like the Opera House.|
|Bubbles to start, sadly domestic.|
|Omelette of Meli Melo and Caramelised Onion|
Why can't I cut my chives like that? Hmph.
|Sponsored by Pommery!|
You can rest assured that I certainly did front up to the bar for my complimentary glass.
|There was even a chocolatier across the corner from our hotel|
After a night in Paris you need a Parisian breakfast.
|Delicious viennoisserie from Lorraine|
also just down Angel Place
|Silicon (?) covered Les Mis at Dymocks|
|Salted Caramel Tart at Zumbo|
|And some macaroon naturally|
but with an Aussie touch- malted milkshake
|Is it Paris? Is it Sydney?|
Even Ladurée are confused with their limited edition Sydney box.
|Dreaming of France is a wonderful Monday meme|
from Paulita at An Accidental Blog