Brooklyn Cafe, a new spot that opened up this past year in the Batignolles quarter, is every bit of that industrial-chic-Brooklyn-charm you could ask for from a café with such a name. And the burgers are amazing to boot! Plus, they have discovered that there is a clientele for gluten free burger buns, and so they offer that option on the… Read more →
A new spot popped up in our neighborhood, and we watched and waited anxiously as it was constructed. There was a giant sign saying « Brasserie, coming soon ». I was scared it would be one of those chain brasserie restaurants like Hippopotamus. (I’ll have to tell you about my one and only Hippopotamus experience some day). Thankfully, it turned out to… Read more →
I splurged on Chéri for his birthday and brought him for brunch at Restaurant NoGlu, one of the first truly gluten free restaurants in Paris. Set in the Passage des Panoramas, this restaurant has a charming industrial chic décor style which fits well withing the frame of the passage, and serves up gluten free food to trendy Parisian hipsters and… Read more →
There is a small, hidden cobblestone passage way in the 17th, with a charming little bistrot that I went to years ago with people from work at my former occupation. I never kept the card with the name and address and thus could not for the life of me find this charming place back again, when Chéri and I moved… Read more →
Last Summer, Chéri and I had drinks on the terrace of Le Dépanneur, in the trendy area of the 9th just below Pigalle (refered to as SoPi). Across the street on the little tiny plaza on the corner of rue Douai (what Jimmy Buffet refers to as « rue de la guitare ») there was the corner boutique on the ground floor… Read more →
Nestled in the North Marais, is this darling little tea shop that Kasia and I went to recently for a little girl time. When I say little, I mean tiny. You’ll brush the knees of other tea drinkers as you head to the counter or a spot on the bench. So try not to go there after an afternoon of… Read more →
Two addresses exist for this Paris bistrot. Number 6 and number 18 rue Paul Bert in the 11th arrondissement. I was running late the day I was to meet my friend there for lunch. And it was raining. (It always seems to be raining in Paris when I am running late, le retard des parisiens!!). As I hurried up the… Read more →