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Paula In Paris

Paula In Paris Posted on June 25, 201618 Comments

Brexit, we’re out (I voted to remain). The pound is tanking, shares free falling,  and we maybe on the brink of another recession. Forget all that, come with me and enjoy a little bit of Paris.

Paula arrives in Paris

I skipped French class this week to meet Paula who arrived from London to spend the day in Paris.

With only a few hours to spare we didn’t stray far from Gare du Nord. You might think there isn’t much to do around there, but you’d be wrong.

Up and coming Paris

Canal St Martin

If you walk ten minutes down Boulevard Magenta, you get to Canal St Martin, the up and coming, or up and come part of Paris.

The canal was built under the order of Napoleon in 1802 to supply Paris with fresh water; it is now lined with cute, shabby chic shops and cafes. In the morning it’s like a sleepy village, but at night, this is the place to head to.  Crowds spill out of bars on to the banks of the canal and just down the road is Republique, and Oberkampf – two other great going out spots.

We need coffee

Coffee

Though Paris is famed for its cafe society, sadly its coffee well and truly sucks.  It is awful, dreadful  – either a weak cafe creme or a strong, but uninspiring cafe noir and not much in-between.

But if you look hard enough you can find good coffee. In Le Poutch, on rue Lucien Sampaix we savoured a strong cappuccino and caffe latte with a decent caffeine punch, while catching up on the last eight months.

A Parisien lunch hour (two-and-half-hours in real time)

Molten larva chocolate

In preparation for Paula’s visit, I had booked us into Les Vinaigriers, a small restaurant on the corner of rue Lucien Sampaix, and rue des Viniaigriers.

Don’t let appearances put you off, this may look like a quaint country bistro, but the kitchen rustles up excellent, market fresh fare.

Paula’s ricotta and ground almond ravioli was exquisite. My bream ceviche was simple and refreshing. But it was the desert we came here for. A soft, chocolate pudding with a molten, rich, oozing, chocolate centre – mi-cuit chocolate.  I don’t think I need to say much more.

We managed to roll out at 3.30pm, more than satisfied. Just enough time to drop Paula back at Gare du Nord, and for me to hop on a Metro to go get the kids.

We had coffee at Le Poutch, 13 rue Lucien Sampaix, 75010

We ate at Les Vinaigriers, 42 rue des Vinaigriers, 75010

Canal St Martin photo courtesy David Fleg, Flickr

18 thoughts on “Paula In Paris

    1. Thank you, the cake was superb. I’d say push Paris right up your list – well worth a visit, even if it’s just for cake!

    1. I know you’d think in France there’d be great coffee, but alas no – it’s pretty awful! But at least the bread, wine, cheese and cakes are amazing!

    1. Oh man, the cakes, their are patisseries that are just like jewellery shops, cakes stored in glass cabinets – just drooling at them is heaven!

    1. That chocolate cake is just scrumptious, the first time I had it was with citrus ice-cream and olive oil, sounds like a seriously odd combination, but it was seriously good!

    1. Awww…thanks so much, I do really miss being able to go for a coffee and a catch up with an old friend.

    1. I know it sounds crazy, but it is do-able, and not ultra expensive (my last tix back to London were cheaper than going to Birmingham)! It’s a great city to visit – lots to do with kids too!

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