Paris, France

I seem to always find myself in Paris every year and each time is as thrilling as the one before. I arrived in the city with California-like weather and friendlier-than-usual Parisians soaking up the sun and sitting by the Seine to cool off at night. I joined my tribe on a whisky hunt and discovered a cave to drink in. We met Clément, the young whisky expert, who worked in the cave and educated us on the complexities of vintage Laphroaig and Yamazaki. Here are the memories from my spring Parisian escape!

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