Spacious intimacy, gastronomy, Michelin ratings, and memories of Paris – in this write-up, I remember the Eiffel, rockstar chefs, good food, and great company…and muse on my travel traumas a bit!
Tired of pushing through crowds around the Eiffel, or walking through the burning heat?
Chez Ribe is a convenient stop-over near the Invalides, where you can stay within your daily budget, with a value-for-money seated lunch somewhere cool, clean and interesting.
I may not have had a full meal here, but the dessert at Le Bistro Marbeuf, bears all the exemplary marks of an establishment unyielding in delivering foodie nirvana.
Thanks to the late Anthony Bourdain and a look at my photography archives, I ruminate on the infamous Café de Flore in Paris, and the story that got me there, in style…