"Paris to the Moon" is Adam Gopnik's funny, poignant and insightful memoir of the year he lived in Paris with his wife and their little boy. Gopnik has written for "The New Yorker" for many years (including a column called "Paris Journal"). The book was a New York Times Notable Book in 2000.
This book is a view of Paris different from that of the tourist or the native: it's more that of an ex-pat (think Hemingway, Baldwin, Stein, James...if they had young children).
The book is a collection of short essays on topics as wide ranging as French cooking, swimming pools, jazz, and Barney (remember that awful purple creature?).
Here is one line I especially liked: "We breathe in our first language, and swim in our second."