On my first solo trip to Paris in 1989 I took myself out for a big 40th birthday dinner at a resto a couple blocks from the Hotel Tonic on rue du Roule where I was staying. The next morning I overslept and missed the hotel’s breakfast buffet. I thought “I can’t spend the next decade sleeping,” so I dressed quickly, threw some water on my face, and headed around the corner to a cafe at the corner of rue Saint-Honoré and rue du Pont Neuf. The waiter called me mademoiselle! I think I laughed.
Every trip since then, I kid you not, I’ve made my way to the cafe for a sit-down and a beverage to honor that waiter. The place has changed hands several times, and I’m sure that waiter has moved on to greater glories, but traditions must be kept! Here’s my beverage choice for today.
Every trip since then, I kid you not, I’ve made my way to the cafe for a sit-down and a beverage to honor that waiter. The place has changed hands several times, and I’m sure that waiter has moved on to greater glories, but traditions must be kept! Here’s my beverage choice for today.
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