Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Jardin du Thé

rue Millet

Sat with Vincent in this tea house for an hour or so, speaking our franglais patois (or is that patois franglais?). He drank a pot of Une Nuit à Katmandu. I consumed a pot of the maté vert.
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