It rained every single day I was in Paris but between hearty lunches at Robert et Louise and cosy dinners at Cafe Constant not to mention hot chocolate every few hours, I was as warm and toasty as a croissant fresh out of Pierre Herme's oven. As you can tell, food featured largely in our short getaway. Who can resist a lazy brunch at Cafe de Flore or tea time at Merci's lovely little used book cafe? We went on the giant ferris wheel at place de la Concorde. I just had to. It seems even the Parisiens themselves love the Roue de Paris at Christmas. We shared the capsule with a couple who were born and raised in Paris and they were as enthusiastic as we were in snapping shots of the tuileries and louvre on one side and the Champs-Élysées stretching towards the Arc de Triomphe on the opposite side. The Tour Eiffel was the star attraction bien sur and far off in the distance sat the Sacré- Cœur on its majestic hill. A necessary stroll past 31 rue cambon and a brush with the mad crush outside Printemps for a peek at Karl Lagerfeld's dancing dolls wrapped up the short holiday!