Place Sainte-Catherine. We just happened upon it and now, shaded under a tree, balancing a petite paper plate of croquettes aux crevettes de Zeebrugge—shrimp croquettes—on my knee, I sit and sip white wine from glass stemware. The scene before me: a stoned square, striped with white-cloaked tables the length of fifty festival revelers who, like me, are currently snacking on seafood, drinking. There are babies on laps, elderly chit-chatters, young amorous couples, all subliminally swaying to the jazz band and crooner serenading us. Can I grow roots and just stay here? I could take up residence with this shade-giving tree and be quite content.
Featured Image Credit: Paul Almasy, Rock ‘n’ Roll Dancers on Paris Quays, River Seine, 1950s
Body Image: Paul Almasy, Rock ‘n’ Roll Dancers on the Square du Vert-Galant, Paris, 1960