Looks like a great place and I love cheese of any kind from anywhere! Love your capture as always, Genie!Hope your week is going well!HugsSylvia
I'll bring the bread and wine!
Y-a-t-il de la fourme de Montbrison, qui est une AOC de ma ville ?...Une superbe photo.Gros bisous à toi et pour un bon casse-croûte à la française, je t'invite ma chère Génie.
I can smell all those fromages!
You've captured the essence of the small cheese shop in Paris!!!
tis is a pretty cheesy picture, in several respects!
Cheese, bread and wine. Life is complete.
Hi Genie,Nice photo. I love my cheese but it's rarely found in Malaysia. People don't like it over here!Duncan In Kuantan
It would be hard to choose among all the delicious offerings.
Une très belle image...Bonne journée,Pierre
I'm with Joe --- just seeing this photo makes my mouth water!
I could stay in that shop all day. How lucky to have such interesting places to shop in Paris.Sam
... and than you went around the corner for some oysters? :-)
j'adore fromage ... sadly its unrequited
The black and white gives it an authenticity...I can almost smell the cheeses!
Oh, you are there now, chere amie??I have been away from my ordinateur too long!!I hope you are having a FABULOUS time! Love this shot...yummy...ENJOY!!Bises,- Irina
After sampling,it would be difficult to leave this stall empty handed.I feel I could walk in there and sample too!Blogging has opened up such an interesting new world for us.Enjoy beautiful Paris!Ruby
Any bargains in the wine bins?
Now I can't wait to get home and have some cheese! If only it could be the real (i.e., Parisien) thing, with real French bread. Sigh.
Oh the cheese in France..... no, Whole Foods just does NOT compare. Not at all....
Paris was wonderful, exciting and full of surprises and stories. Its weather kept us guessing but only prevented one planned event: Nuit BlancheWe met old friends and new ones, explored six churches I had not previously visited, and rode the Vélibs.The style for petite French children is light gray and pink, tights with jumpers or skirts, and swing coats. They really do walk two-by-two as in the Madeleine stories.Église St Roch rings its bells beginning at 8am through 7pm which can be heard clearly from the apt just across the narrow street. The 8am and 7pm rings: 8 bells, 8 bells, 3 bells, 3 bells, 3 bells, and then 47 bells (yes, I said 47). I wonder if anyone can tell me the significance of the 47.We had a party at our apartment (l'apéro) which was a great gathering. I may even post a photo or two.I have eaten my weight in cheese and baguettes but walked/cycled it off before leaving Paris.Thank you for all the comments which I read each day.Bises,Genie
Cheese! Can you imagine a world without it?? I cannot. :) I can't name a favorite kind. I. just. can't.
I feel as if I am right there. Your time in Paris sounds like it was really magical & happy. Merci, chère Genie!
My kind of place! Does it smell like fish? Or like cheese? :)
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