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 into the neighborhood. But one day, as we were strolling in the quarter, we happened upon it, and 7 years after my initial meal there, I finally found back this delightful address.
Passage Geoffroy Didelot 75017 Paris
Le Bistrot du Passage, is tucked away on an almost secret passage in this people’s-class-turning-boho-chic area between the Batignolles and the Plaine Monceau areas. The passage is peppered with artist studios and cute restaurants and still retains an authentic air since it has yet to be over-run with the tourism industries best efforts. I hope it stays that way. Read more →
I like to indulge a little sometimes. I may not have a massive recreational budget, but I can treat myself occasionally to fun things like, hot chocolate at the Hotel Bristol, or chocolate cake at Buvette Gastrothèque. Both require a budget of around 20 euros or less, and I consider that a decent price to pay for a little winter indulging in the city of light! Read more →
As I was running some errands the other day around Montmartre, I stumbled upon the most darling little cobblestone street that I had never seen before.
Set right off of the boulevard de Clichy, it is an absolute haven of calm and charm nestled amongst the chaos and bustling of Pigalle and the red light district. I was enchanted immediately and took a few minutes to stroll up it, take some photos and imagine what might have hapened here over a hundred years ago or more…
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A friend took me this past summer to the newest fanciest place to dine in town, to celebrate my good news that Chéri and I are expecting a baby!
L’Oiseau Blanc at the new ultra luxury hotel Le Peninsula.
It was such a wonderful way to feel toasted and cared for with the most luxurious service, beautiful food and setting and a view to die for!
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So the month of July in Paris was a-wash with warmpth and sunlight, but sadly I didn’t get to go out and enjoy it that much since I was dealing with this issue. And as soon as that cast came off, the weather went sour. August has been a total disappointment weather-wise. But the very occasional day of cooperative weather, we managed to get out and take full advantage. We were able to discover (or at least try to) a few out-of-the-way green spots in the city that are practically secret. Well, almost…
We headed to the Musée de la Vie Romantique, which has free entry for its permanent collection. A lovely house full of George Sand’s paraphernalia, and things like a sculpture of Chopin’s hands. But before skimming through the museum, I suggest grabbing a chance to enjoy the tea garden. Read more →
My lovely readers, I am fresh out of inspiration for posts these days. I am blaming it on the 5 weeks, FIVE WEEKS! of having my foot in a cast and being mostly limited in what I can do and where I can go (I did make a couple of exceptions though, at Le Meurice and Gerard Mulot). So being low on inspiring subject matter (most of my days are spent at home in my apartment with an occasional break at the café down below), I thought I would toss up a Pretty Paris Pictures post from the 14th of July where we say pretty cozy with a snazzy view on the rooftop of the Novotel Vaugirard hotel where Chéri and I were invited to watch the festivities. (PS : they do have a restaurant with a balcony where you can dine with a view even if you are not staying at the the hotel).
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I was so happy to be invited by Le Meurice for a tea time tasting of their pastries, which are renowned, and rightly so given the dedication to French excellence in pastry arts and cuisine that is promoted by this Dorchester Collection hotel.
But an article about tea time at Le Meurice will no doubt spark a conversation about the recent media frenzy over the boycott against hotels owned by the sultan of Brunei, a small sovereign nation that is pocketed on a Malaysian coastline. Anna Wintour and all the celebrities have a very valid point in boycotting hotels owned by this sultan who is integrating sharia law into his country’s customs. I IN NO WAY SUPPORT SHARIA LAW IN ANY WAY. These laws are intrinsically homophobic, misogynist and inhumane. I think radical leaders like Hassanal Bolkiah should be given a taste of their very own oppression and discrimination. I support Anna Wintour and the fashion industry boycotting the Dorchester Collection hotels. But… I also support the dedicated and open minded professionals that work in and for these hotels. These people have nothing to do with the garish laws implemented in Brunei, nor its sultan’s opinions or religious inclination. These people who work in hotels such as Le Meurice, uphold the standards of luxury and tolerance of people from all walks of life. The wonderful people who work for Le Meurice support French standards of business, liberté, égalité, fraternité. I find it sad that these people are the ones being in essence hurt by this sultan’s decisions, and it isn’t fair for them at all. They do an amazing job of running a hotel with high French standards. I do hope the public opinion can put enough pressure on the sultan for him to retract his decision for sharia law without putting in danger the jobs of those who work in his hotels.
Now… can we talk about pastries!?! Read more →
It would seem that Springtime draws me out and exploring the cafés of Paris. I think the easing of chilly weather makes me feel more adventurous and I am inclined to exit the comfort of home for the chairs, benches and divans at various unexplored cafés around town. Although it isn’t that difficult to entice me outdoors given the many attractive café establishments in the City of lights.
I spent a little time recently in two that I had never discovered before…and all in the same afternoon.
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The Paris love-locks… I know, I know. We have all discussed, photographed and blogged the death out of these little objects… They have a turbulent existence it would seem… All these declarations of passion, desire and commitment have become cumbersome to the city of Paris, but no one wants to discard them.
In a recent article in the Marianne magazine (a leftist French publication) there was an article about these locks and the weight they pull (and place) in the very heart of the city of lights, the city of love.
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