I treasure this little spot near the Parc des Buttes-Chaumont, and come often for the selection of natural wines and simple food. It’s neither expensive nor ambitious nor crowded, and the welcome from Nafouel is always sweet.
For six months out of the year, my Paris neighborhood is a dud. During the warm months, though, I feel lucky to live in the 75019. That’s especially true now, and for the next four weeks, when I can walk across the street and flop down on the lawn to watch a film. Cinéma en [...]
Dear (Nuit) Blanche, Despite my earlier reservations, I had a lovely and surprising time with you last night in the Buttes Chaumont. I was enchanted (admittedly tipsy) by your transformation of the park’s dark waters, shaggy hills, and green lawns. Draped in moonlight and a thousand lamps, I hardly recognized these places where my dog [...]