Restaurant 20 Ma Salle à Manger, Paris
Listening to Jacques Dutronc's Paris 'Paris s'Eveille' I realised I'd never actually BEEN to the Place Dauphine. Now I have.
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Listening to Jacques Dutronc's Paris 'Paris s'Eveille' I realised I'd never actually BEEN to the Place Dauphine. Now I have.
We wanted a quick lunch on the way to the Louvre and galettes (or Breton pancakes) seemed a good option.
Coming to a brief spell of teaching at De Montfort I thought it might be of use to the casual cultured visitor to point out some of the less well-known elements of Leicester that are worthy of consideration.
Killing time before heading to a gig at MOTH club (one of the best ever!) we were looking for quick food. I couldn't be tempted by a steakwich at The Globe, even though the company was charming, so we pressed on to Goppa's, lured by pizza.
Then up comes Ruscha. Was I rattled by the Ruscha? (There's one for all the Pavement fans out there.)
A big improvement after a revamp. But what the shit was 'Hallelujah' doing in Hedda Gabler?
I could feel myself putting on another chin as I downed the last of the wine and slithered up the stairs to the pale March sunshine.
Good fish in a Chipperfield beauty. Vinoteca is a winner.
Is Kingsway the most functional eating street in London? It has all the chains in a relentlessly mid-range bracket and in the mid-range of the mid-range sits Bill's.
Updating a bit of Marivaux turns out to be more fun than expected. Think 'Citizen Smith' meets 'Ex on the Beach'.