an illustrated journey of an american in paris
The nostalgia-inducing pulled pork at Frenchie to Go made me weepy for the motherland.
Poached eggs, a barley hashbrown and sauteed mushrooms at HOLYBELLY.
And a perfect filter coffee at TEN BELLES.
How shall I wrap up my week of bobo eats?
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P.P.S. These illustrations were made Made With Paper | FiftyThree.
P.P.P.S. Bon week-end!
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I admit it. I have started my own Hermès box collection. All the Hermès boxes I have are much too small to hold anything as precious as their predecessor, like a treasured bracelet I received from mon mari in a few weeping moments before I shipped off at Charles de Gaulle for the first time. But I treasure these little parcels because they are a fragment of timeless beauty and uncompromising luxury.
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Jessie Kanelos Weiner Studio is a stretch. It happens to be my kitchen. Most days when I can look beyond the sink full of dirty dishes (paging mon mari!), the lighting is the most optimistic and my narrow marble table limits my bordel at arm’s length. But collage poses its own domestic mark. I am still discovering tiny paper limes slices all over the kitchen. And life imitating art, most of the food I prepared this summer was peppered with tiny paper pieces.
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I know this is ancient history; so three weeks ago! But I just had to share a peek inside Radin Chic. One of the trickiest things about working with watercolors for me (other than the threat of constant smudging and the dangers of placing a 2-liter bowl of watercolor water next to a MacBook Pro!) is creating a sense of depth. That’s partially the reason why I started experimenting with collage. I act more impulsively cutting paper than hemming and hawing over a sketch with an overly anxious eraser in my hand. Starting with collage, watercolor adds just the right amount of detail and definition.
Radin Chic by Alexandra de Lassus and Francois Simon
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I’ve really got the best of both worlds, food styling and illustrating. I love collaborating on photo shoots, the lengthy French lunches and the back-patting and high-fiving that I have shared when creating a beautiful image. And illustrating indulges my introverted ways: all-day NPR, working barefoot and making cakes when distracted. But it’s a bit lonely working from home. When the self-talking begins, I know it’s time to get out of the house. Even without a set coffee date, I have acquired a few places where I am warmly greeted and can regain a pinch of sanity before mon mari gets home at night.
Today I have found my new place, Holybelly. I met Nico and Sarah, its kind and charismatic owners, a few months back at a dinner hosted by Kinfolk Magazine. Since their pending café promised their contagious passion for good food and hospitality, I began counting down the days. The grand opening was today!
A perfect latté and pecan cookie were just what I needed to fuel a massive to-do list and carry on with my day.
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HolyBelly. 19 rue Lucien Sampaix 75010 Paris.
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Although you can catch the full spread in the latest Standard Magazine, here are a few delicious Polaroids of a recent collaboration. Hopefully they will subside a sweet tooth all the way to the newsstand…
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Photos Cyrille Weiner assisted by Eglantine Aubry and Virginie Puyraimond
Jewelry styling Jean-Marc Rabemila
Cakes Sugar Daze
Direction David Herman
Food styling Jessie Kanelos Weiner
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