This morning, day two of my Paris adventure, I went for a jog in Jardin Luxembourg.
I jogged for 20mins, once round the park, before the lure of pastries got the better of me. I set off on foot in the direction of a pastry shop I have frequented numerous times- Gerard Moulet. Seriously over priced but seriously good.
I brought 3 items, a quiche Lorraine, plum tart and a mini brioche.
I then walked as fast as I could back to Jardin Luxembourg where I would devour this feast.
The quiche had been warmed, so it was first on the eating agenda. On first mouth full, it was love at first bite.Salty bacon, an egg and cream mixture which was light and fluffy and pastry that oozed buttery,flaky goodness.
I could not get enough if it!! In a matter of seconds it was consumed….I almost cried as I swallowed the last mouth full.
Then without thinking….I moved onto the brioche…
And that is when disappointment set I and a life lesson was learnt.
Savour each moment, each and every moment…..for although the brioche was good, as was the plum tart that followed it was not the quiche….it was never going to be…that moment was over, I had been propelled forward to the land of sweet not savoury.
And so the cautionary tale of the Quiche Lorraine was leant in the Jardin Luxembourg….a lesson know no doubt I will come across time and time again in my life, savour the moment, be present to experience the here and now.
As the tried and true saying goes, often we don’t realise how good we have got it till its gone.
A quiche Lorraine taught me so much today….you just never know!!! Ah Paris!!