Yep, I’m one of those obsessed-with-Paris kind of people and when I started collecting latte bowls, I actually used them with a purpose. I bought about a dozen from Anthropologie and stacked them in the cupboard, intending them to be in constant motion from morning Grape Nuts to evening fro-yo. But when I first poured hot coffee and milk into my favorite pale turquoise bowl, wrapped my hands around it, and took a sip, my husband looked at me silently with that look like I was off the grid. Well, I was. Pretending to be in Paris, enjoying a slightly slower coffee ritual than running around with my morning mug. It’s about the process, I explained, much like shaking up a martini or brewing French press. The process, the obsession continues. I’ve got my mom hooked, who is a purist and only buys white, and now I’m on the lookout for a few with classic, simple French stripes. Ooh la la.


















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