Oliver and I spent a frightfully short amount of time in Paris in the spring of 2009, no more than 24 hours. But I made sure we visited the Jardin du Luxembourg. As a Gopnikophile I was eager to see the carousel that figures so prominently in Paris to the Moon.

While sipping hot chocolate in the cold spring air, we stopped to watch the men play pétanque on the garden’s courts; what I failed to notice until today, when I looked at this photo of that morning, is that the court is outfitted with a purpose-built coat rack. For some reason I find that unbelievably delightful.