Oh, rain.

After weeks of sun, it rained and cooled down. I've been trying to stay cool for days with pastis, a haircut (yes, another), and a box of mini Picard ice pops. Although they were a hit with my sister and brother-in-law, I'm pretty sure we were all thinking the same thing—too mini. The ice pops are no bigger than your average thumb. But they do come in five "fun" flavors: Coca-Cola, orange, lemon, strawberry, and pineapple.

On a similar note, Sadaharu Aoki's ice cream looks delicious. My sister was probably so excited by the photos that she didn't catch that the ice cream is only sold in the Port-Royal and Vaugirard boutiques. She also believed that they were macarons (not to be confused with macaroons)—her favorite—with ice cream in them.

After drooling over shoes and bags and pretty much everything else at Printemps, my sister and I set off to find this ice cream at 40 Boulevard Haussemann. At this point, I had only had coffee, so I was ready for this jelly. In short, we see all of Galeries Lafayette (including the roof, which offers an impressive view of Paris) as well as ask several salespeople, in French, about Sadaharu Aoki's-pâtisserie-that-sells-ice-cream-macarons before we find Sadaharu Aoki's corner at Lafayette Gourmet. Sans delicious looking ice cream. But my sister does buy a box of macarons that were pretty effing delicious. We sat in Square Louis XVI and ate a few of them. Then it rained.