I see the Blue Jays have lost their 7th straight. I used to let a Jays loss bother me to no end but no more. No more than an hour or two now, I mean.<\/p>\n
It’s always an interesting question to know when a piece of art is done. I have never been able to let it go, thinking I could make it better by further tinkering. That’s true of the piece I’ve been doing these 3 months. Nevertheless, I signed off today. All I\u00a0 can say is that “hanging’s too good for it.”<\/p>\n
Pouring rain here today, had lunch at home (including, but not limited to, a splendid peach tart from Caf\u00e9 Lux on rue de Vaugirard, in the old ‘hood)\u00a0and hung around working this afternoon.<\/p>\n
Ran a few errands then tried to get into the Biblioteque Mazarine but it was closed,\u00a0une gr\u00e8ve apparement<\/em>.<\/em>(Proust worked there a short while; at some point, he stopped showing up and they eventually assumed he’d quit.)<\/p>\n Headed back to the 11th for a\u00a0nice dinner with Graham and Lori at the very popular, 50-year old\u00a0Astier, 44, rue Jean-Pierre-Timbaud,\u00a0www.restaurant-astier.com<\/a>.\u00a0Lobrano amusingly says this: “I can’t think of better proof of the reliability of my dictum that Paris restaurants with red-and-white jacquard cotton tablecloths never serve bad food than…Astier.” It’s also noted for its large and varied cheese tray. (See photo.)<\/p>\n Caught the 96 bus right in front and called it an evening.<\/p>\n\n\t\t