What’s in the Garden?

What’s in the Garden?

Palais de Versailles

Sunlight filled the palace’s cavity, shimmereing on the decorative gold moldings. A distant sound, barely perceptible, echoed. Marie Antoinette, in her flimsy nightdress, caught her breath. What could that be? The sound came again.

Secret column

She looked around, she saw no one, nothing, but for her reflection. Tall mirrors, short mirrors, wide mirrors, all framed in glittering gold. Her widened eyes caught the light as she turned to the sound. The sound of a muffled laugh. She bit her lip. But there was no one there. She called, “Hallo, hallo . . .” She walked toward the sound. It bounced off all the hard surfaces, mirror, wood, moldings, it got louder. She clasped her hands over her ears, but the sound boomed like she had an ear trumpet. Her nightdress caught at the bottom of the column, she fell forward and stumbled then gathered herself up, her heart pounding too many beats.

There it was, the laugh, coming from the column. She put her ear to it. Nothing. She swallowed her fear and slid her hand over the column’s edges. There it was again, that muffled laugh. Bang, a door smashed open right in front of Marie’s face. “Yikes.” Out popped her husband, a small jeweled box in his hand, he in his night dress, void of his powdered wig, lean of build, just the right size to squeeze into the boxy column.

She gasped, her hand over her heart, “Oh Louis, I will whip you for this.” He stuck out his hand and grabbed hers. He pulled her to him, so close their lips almost touched.

“My sweet wife, how could you be so crass? Might my peace offering dissuade you?”

She pulled away from his hold and held out her hand for the jeweled box.

He placed it in her palm and she looked inside. A fresh chocolate from Paris. “Yes, I can be dissuaded.”

“But wait my darling, can you save the delicacy for later?”

“If I must . . .”

His gaze lingered on her lush lips. “Marie, did you remember this day? It is the yearly celebration of our marriage. Will you permit me to take you to our garden? Something unexpected waits for you there.”

Marie glanced with apprehension at Louis. Her mouth was dry. “What would you like to have then, Louis?”

He tilted his head to one side and offered a smile that reached his eyes. “I would like to have you say yes.”

“This one time Louis, I will be what it is you like.”

When they got to the garden, four puppies jumped and greeted Maria. “Is this my anniversary present, Louis?”

“It is my darling, are you pleased?”

Marie wrapped one arm around Louis, and with her other arm, she held one of the pups. Her eyes glistened and as a tear escaped, she kissed her husband and whispered thank you in his ear.

Corgi puppies

Princess and her puppies

 

A brief history of Versailles from Wikipedia:

The Palace of Versailles or simply Versailles, is a royal château in Versailles in the Île-de-France region of France. In French it is the Château de Versailles.

When the château was built, Versailles was a country village; today, however, it is a wealthy suburb of Paris, some 20 kilometres southwest of the French capital. The court of Versailles was the centre of political power in France from 1682, when Louis XIV moved from Paris, until the royal family was forced to return to the capital in October 1789 after the beginning of the French Revolution. Versailles is therefore famous not only as a building, but as a symbol of the system of absolute monarchy of the Ancien Régime.

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A work of art

 

Those Bumpy, Tumbly, Cobbly Cobblestones

Those Bumpy, Tumbly, Cobbly Cobblestones

If the shoe fits (into the cobblestones) wear it.

Women do it in Italy, in France, in Canada and in the USA. In fact, I saw them do it in Portugal last summer. They do it all over the world. Yep. Women walk in high heels on cobblestones.

My good friend, Gigi, grew up in Portugal, and her Mama and family are still there. So I asked what it was in her feet that kept her from twisting her ankles when I, even wearing sneakers, couldn’t keep my ankles from turning and bending to the bumps and lumps of the cobblestone streets.

Gigi’s said, “All the streets are paved this way, I don’t even think about can I or can’t I.” I even watched her run on those historic cobbled hills. The whole situation seemed odd to me, but she took it in stride, her heels never once caused her a tumble on the cobbles or in the spaces between.

London Cab 1823

You probably know that cobblestones replaced the dirt and muddy streets here in the U.S. in the 19th century. The idea was for the horses to get a good hoof hold.

Later, at the beginning of the 20th century, asphalt became the norm. In the East where the fluctuating temperatures cause freezing and thawing, the roads develop unbearable pot holes, upkeep is messy and expensive.

Boston has the top spot in cobblestones on Acorn Street, measured in terms of cattle—in this case, two cows wide—this is paved with true, ankle-breaker cobblestones and lined with vintage red brick row houses. The beacon Hill neighborhood in general is known for its well-preserved architecture and romantic gaslit streets, the most expensive and desirable area in Beantown.

But cobblestone streets were not meant for cars and trucks. Yet some of our big cities still sport those cobbles, they add a charm.

Should we repave with those stones and bring back the horse?

For more history about these stones: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cobblestone
For 10 most adorable cobblestone streets in the U.S. take a look:
https://www.oyster.com/articles/55243-the-10-most-adorable-cobblestone-streets-in-the-u-s/

If you are curious about the name Beantown—Boston’s Beantown earned its name from molasses, rum and baked beans.
Here’s a link: www.celebrateboston.com/culture/bean-town-origin.htm

Gail Ingis is an author, artist, and interior designer. Her upcoming romance The Unforgettable Miss Baldwin will be released in summer 2018. Her current historical romance, Indigo Sky can be purchased on amazon.

A work of art

 

Revolutionized Boston

Revolutionized Boston

ChartHouse from our room in CustomHouse (Marriott)

It’s been two-hundred-and-fifty-five years of ChartHouse’s existence in the Gardiner Building on Long Wharf in Boston harbor. It’s been one week since Tom and I dined there—and we can’t wait to go back. ChartHouse originally served as the office of Thomas Hancock and subsequently, his nephew, John Hancock. Once referred to as “Hancock’s CountingHouse,” it’s the oldest building on Long Wharf.

staircase to 2nd floor

Over the past two hundred years, while Boston evolved, Long Wharf and its granite and brick warehouses fell into neglect. In the 1960s the Boston Redevelopment Authority acquired the wharf with the aim of revitalization, encouraging private rehabilitation of the Gardiner building and CustomHouse Block, another historic building now dedicated to guests of Marriott.

After a four-month-long renovation in 2011, the Gardiner Building was preserved for years to come. The vibrant and refreshing new décor still boasts many original elements such as Hancock’s safe, broad-wooden beams, red-brick walls, and the original staircase.

Lava cake

Coconut shrimp served with a fan made of rice.

I don’t want to leave out ChartHouse dining experience. The food rated in the five-star category with the coconut shrimp, and lava cake topped with ice cream and fudge. The complimentary dessert was a perk of our stay at the Marriot CustomHouse.

I love New York. It’s my hometown. But I think Boston is now a big contender for my favorite city. It’s easy to get around on foot, little Italy (the North End) our fav. Until next time, Love, Gail.

Gail Ingis is an author, artist, and interior designer. Her upcoming romance The Unforgettable Miss Baldwin will be released in summer 2018. Her current historical romance, Indigo Sky can be purchased on amazon.

Little Italy

G&T and the tallest building CustomHouse

 

 

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Thank you to ChartHouse’s Legendary Dining (scroll publication). On the front of the scroll is a brief history of ChartHouse and on the back our ConstitutionChartHouse is located at 60 Long Wharf, Boston, MA. Chart-House.com.

 

Chocolate is Never a Mistake

Chocolate is Never a Mistake

It was a perfect plan, or so I thought. Last week, I sent out a newly revised newsletter to my subscribers. So many of you emailed me that you, “love the new look.” Thanks for that!

After proofreading several times, the newsletter looked pretty good. New logo, new banner, new images. And I included a fun, little quiz asking my subscribers what kind of chocolate they preferred: dark, milk, or white. As a treat, I would draw a name and send that person a $10 Amazon gift card.

We decided on Monday, April 23rd, midnight for the deadline to the quiz. And the draw on Tuesday, April 24th. Then we decided to change it to the 19th and 20th, but forgot to change the dates in the newsletter! Big sigh. So this is what I did: instead of one winner, we had two winners: one from Friday, the 20th, and one from Tuesday, the 24th. No way would I leave anyone out. Mistakes happen, every day, in every way. Whether big or small, I was happy to have two winners, that date change turned a mistake into a double delight. Love Gail.

By the way: here are the results of the chocolate survey: It was pretty even between those who preferred dark chocolate (40%) and those who preferred milk chocolate (40%), with a smaller group who preferred white chocolate (20%).For Tom and me, we prefer dark ’cause ‘they’ say it’s good for you. Right?

And of course, it’s never a mistake to enjoy a piece of chocolate: dark, milk, or white.

I post here every Thursday morning at 5 a.m. Hope you’ll stop by.

Here’s another delight for you, Trader Joe’s Cowboy Bark, or their imported Belgian big bar with or without almonds, or from Phoenix, AZ, Cerreta French Mint Truffles.  Yum! Cerreta.com.

Gail Ingis Claus is an author, artist/painter and interior designer. Her upcoming romance The Unforgettable Miss Baldwin will be released in summer 2018. Her current historical romance, Indigo Sky can be purchased on amazon.

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