Maybe I can live here, now. Perhaps after almost two decades of coming here and traveling elsewhere, I’ve become, as John Berger once said, ‘a patriot of elsewhere.’ I don’t need to live in San Francisco anymore, though I want to have a home there. I can now have a home here, rather than just a piéd-a-terre. Or perhaps, I’m finding that Asian culture has completely infiltrated Paris. There is now K mart, the new go to Asian supermarket in Paris for Korean food as well as Japanese products. Our friend Laila introduced us to a great ramen place and took us around this gentrifying quartier. I said ‘K Mart in Paris?” She said, ‘Non, a Korean Mart in Paris!’
KMart is the only place I know of where one can purchase kimchi and soft tofu in Paris. Alongside the sushi grade fish and the fresh meat counters is the produce shelves with shitake, enoki and shimeji brown mushrooms, daikon radishes, shiso leaves, fresh ginger, red and green chillis… Also, don’t miss the supermarket cafeteria for a quick lunch or food to go.