On the back of one hour's sleep I break the rules with a return visit to Café Charbon.
'Freshly made cocktails fizzy sour and poured over a colossal goblet full of ice. Already Le Fumoir had become one of my favourite places on earth.'
Another hit in Paris!
Thoughts on Delacroix in London and Paris.
In the footsteps of Nairn. The prices may have gone up since 1968 but the quality endures.
Monty's local turns out to be gastronomic perfection.
Stereotypically dire Parisian service. It doesn't have to be like this.
Good Parisian post-opera pitstop
Arguing for a landmark museum of classical music in the City of London.
I was very lucky recently to be taken on a guided tour of a hidden away modernist gem in the back streets of Paris. The Maison de Verre was designed by Pierre Chareau and his collaborators for the gynaecologist Dr. John Dalsace to act as both family residence and practice centre. The house is privately owned…
Having been in Paris for a week, for pleasure with a tiny bit of research thrown in (mostly involving tracking down a statue of a feller that I want to write about (I’ll probably do something about him in a future post too when I’ve actually done some of the work)), this post is to…