Rainy Sunday

Raining today. Rainy days bring me back to Paris. That's always a good thing. The best part of a rainy day is the excuse it gives you to do nothing. Especially on a Sunday.

If I were in Paris right now, and the rain were falling down on this beautiful city, I would be sitting very snugly inside a warm Cafe'. Pick one - anyone and you'll experience the sound of chattering people, the smell of croissants and coffee. Cigarette smoke filling the room, and me sitting there with my pen & pad, and my cafe' au lait.

In London I would be at Richoux - no question. Set in the heart of Mayfair it is a treat for all the senses. Wonderful teas - melt in your mouth pastries, romantic atmosphere.

It always

takes me back in time. I can see Captain Benet walking through the door with his umbrella as Anne nearly faints at the sight of him. Ahhh...to be Anne. Lucky girl to have re-united with the man she adored above all others.

In New York - High Tea served promptly at 4:00pm. With impeccable service, and exquisite china The Russian Tea Room is the only choice for me on any given afternoon - rain or shine.

It is my favorite place to be when I am in love, with friends, or just stopping in to say hello to everyone. My parents took me there over 30 years ago.

I always get the feeling that I could look up and see the Czar and Czarina walking through the front doors of this magnificent establishment.

Always save the best for last!