Metro Cowboys, Tiny Elevators, Trusting The New
Patisserie..."Paris, I've Grown Accustomed To Your Ways" continues
the saga begun in Me, Myself and Paris, humorist and writer Ruth
Yunker's account of her forays into life in Paris, part time
tourist, part time resident. In Paris, I've Grown Accustomed To
Your Ways the training wheels have come off. Ms. Yunker negotiates
the exquisitely charming, but impossibly exacting, City of Light
with a new sense of ease, and an increasing sense of feeling right
at home. She revels in the amber warmth of Angelina's chocolate
Eden on a cold November day. She zeroes in on, after six visits,
her favorite arrondissement in which to rent her apartment...the
fifteenth, just so you know She shops in Montmartre with aplomb,
and still does not climb up to the top of the Eiffel Tower. She
sees passionate love in unexpected places out on the streets of
Paris. She watches cowboys riding the metros, and considers the
sweet life of a lemon as it rolls out of her apartment door. A
little boy in St. Suplice wins her heart. The concierge at the
apartment on rue Vaneau does not. She discovers there are rules for
finishing one's plate in restaurants. But there are no rules for
which pain rustique will make the very best toast every morning. In
Paris, I've Grown Accustomed To Your Ways, Ruth Yunker delves
deeply to discover what makes the heart of Paris sing, and emerges
more in love than ever.
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