English Art/Literary Poetry & Literature Novel

She can summon vignettes of a way of life that most Parisians have long lost: resting her feet on a metal foot warmer filled with embers in a cold schoolroom; feasting on sloes from the hedges and on haws; the chestnut skins she’d throw in the fire, to her mother’s chagrin, for they’d later spoil the ash lye spread over the bucking cloth on the
laundry tub, and stain the linen...

Can I say "She can create a scene that Parisians have forgotten"?