NYC... For The Love of My Brother

May 9, 2016 Silviana Khurniawan

Because it makes me sound like a much better person than if I title this post "NYC.. For the Love of Cronuts". Honest, yes, but not selling the loving sister image that I actually am (I dare you to disagree with me, my dearest siblings!).

So, here's the story. Couple months ago, my older brother floated this idea that I should hop on the plane to visit him in NYC because he's relocating to the West Coast sometime in April. You know, once he's not living in NYC anymore, gone are my free accommodation and hot water in the shower.

Dessert & La Seine

July 13, 2014 Silviana Khurniawan

So as I said in the last post you can find here, I'm now going to talk about the amazing and dare I say, divine, choux à la crème at Odette. Sorry it took me longer than I planned to write this, I got distracted by my assignment, also the consistently gloomy and rainy weather made me want to do nothing but cuddle with my blanket all day long (I know right, what a lucky blanket!). Or you don't care it took me longer to write this? You're all like, jeez, who does she think she is? You think we're waiting for your blog posts?

Man, sorry, but you didn't have to be that harsh on me. This makes me wonder though, is anyone reading my writings at all? Hellooooo...?? Anyone there?

Lunch, Wine & La Seine

July 9, 2014 Silviana Khurniawan

I read this book titled The Sweet Life in Paris by the American chef living in Paris, David Lebovitz, last year when I just moved to Paris. I remember he mentions that people often ask him, "What do you do all day in Paris?" He goes on explaining how people expect him to spend his days hopping from chocolate shop to patisserie when in reality, daily life in Paris is not as sweet and romantic like that. It basically goes on with endless list of errands and chores that go on and on and on...

So yeah, when I just moved to Paris, my friends often asked me what I do during the weekend. I so wanted to tell them, "I walked along the Seine river this afternoon, hand in hand with my Parisian lover. And then, we wrote our names on a padlock, locked it at Pont des Arts, and threw the key into the Seine. We then went to lunch at the second floor of the Eiffel Tower at Alain Ducasse's Le Jules Verne. After that, we browsed through the wonderful collection of Impressionism works at Musée D'orsay..."