A surefire way to my heart besides thrifty finds is yummy ice cream. That's right! So when I was told to try Paris' finest ice cream at Berthillon, I pretty much ran for it. And let me tell ya, it was heavenly! I had scoops after scoops of pistachio, pear, walnut, rasberry and vanilla. All so, so good, even in the cold. Also, I was smittened with the fellow scooper. Le swoon! Oh, Berthillon, I will miss you.
I'm flying home tomorrow. It feels like I've been away forever. Paris has been kind to me but I'm looking forward to a little sunshine and snuggle time with my loves. I can't wait to show you bits of my adventure. See you all soon!
Have a wonderful, thrifty weekend, my vintage vultures!