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My husband and I, both from Southern California, fell in love with Paris culture on our honeymoon four years ago. We swooned over people picnicking at parks, walking their well-groomed dogs down cobblestone roads and kissing their lover near the river. Our jaws dropped when we saw the famous Eiffel Tower glitter at evening time. Everything about Paris was beautiful, we couldn’t get enough. Four years later and even more in love than when our marriage begun, we try to keep the Paris culture strong. We walk our dinner down to the park and admire locals. We kiss each other first thing in the morning and last thing at night. We also celebrate every new day with a pot of delicious French press coffee. Our special time have been called cafe parties because they are nothing short of a time to be happy, thankful and grateful for a new day together to work, to play, to live…to love.
