Yesterday Lily had a lovely opportunity to practice and prepare for her upcoming trip to Paris. She spent nearly three hours at Aroma Cafe in Studio City with Fifi and I. Lily was treated to French bread, Fifi dog bones and even a little bit of Prosciutto. Fifi, as you may recall, is Lily’s Fairy-god-blogger.
Please click over to Fifi’s Flowers to learn the story of a ladies who lunch luncheon with Fifi, Lily and a Weasel. It’s worth the trip. Go on, click you heels together three times and say out loud, “there’s no place like Aroma” and then click here. Fifi doesn’t like it when I thank her profusely for bringing Lily and me together but I can’t help it; merci, Fifi!
I would write more but I have another luncheon date. Today I am meeting Pamela of Francophilia fame and her francophile friend, Dennis. Pamela traveled all the way from Paris to meet Lily( okay, maybe there were other reasons). As the ladies who lunch say: Ciao, Sweety Darling!
Update: Ms. Fifi was joking when she put that picture up in which she claimed it to be the two of us. That is most certainly not me. The only thing I have in common with the woman in the picture is that I am a woman and I have red hair. If I looked like that woman I would be modeling and not blogging. There are advantages to not looking like a Super-model, the advantages are few but I am determined to focus on them. The pictures of Lily are in fact Lily as she requires no stand-ins for her photos.