These are not the roses that Martha got for us to take to Betsy and Richard last night. The ones Martha got were lovelier, but alas, I didn't get a picture of those. This will just give you the flavor as I write about the evening.
When Betsy found out that Martha and I were coming to Paris for a week, she invited us to come to their apartment on the Blvd. Montparnasse for dinner on Friday evening. And we did that.
For dinner we had pigeon with rice and lentils, creme fraiche, and Parmesan cheese. Lots of fresh bread and real French butter, salad and cheese. Finally, tart au citrone and cafe.
Betsy and Richard listened to our escapades, gave us tips about Paris marches, and told us about "Nuits Blanches" -- the night when Paris is even more lit up than usual with music and dancing all night.
Sounds good in theory, but the rain makes it dicey for me. Any way, Maha is coming over about 5:30 pm and we'll see.