The Marché St Germain. It has an Apple store, a Marks and Spencer and an arcade. But it's not Covent Garden. Oh no, there's none of your stick riding Yodas here. Or tedious shouters with flamesticks shoved facewards, gurning for a jaded mob of tourist cretins. This is left-bank Paris and they're too civilised for that crap.
Part of the fun of staging a period piece is assembling (and drinking) the props! A short post on my new theatre production for the Crouch End Festival.
One dog, one cat, and a waiter in a hurry at La Terrasse. #Food #Paris #Marais
After a quiet week or two a Godardian pastiche review of Dalla Terra following 'Le Redoutable', Michel Hazanavicius' latest masterpiece.
Pickle-filled cheese cones are a winner at La Timbale.
Having execrated the selfie generation I watched a revenue crushing queue form in the company of the waitress of the year. And my wife.
Home grown veg is a winner, yum. Just make sure you've got all night.
A lighter lunch than I would have liked but good service and atmosphere at Au 35.
Post-show blues only mean you should get on with something else.
A bit of repetition of a previous post but I recently wrote this for the French History Society blog:- Adapting Marivaux’s L’Ile des Esclaves in 2017 One of the things that never occurred to me until this year was that I might end up adapting a play by Marivaux for the stage. Marivaux’s L’Ile des…