This place was nearly empty, as it was a bit after the regular breakfast hour. Our server, ebullient and oh-so-French (that's him on the left in the photo below, speaking to a fellow server) immediately brought out generous servings of OJ to get us started. I'm not a big juice person, but who could resist such a classy presentation?
I don't normally mix butter and jam, but this was Paris, and I was going to do it the right way. Delish.
Our cafe cremes were rich and piping hot, and we took our time sipping them and planning our last precious hours in Paris.
Oh, the luxury I felt to be sitting IN PARIS with ABF, sipping coffee and watching French people passing by, carrying baguettes and fresh flowers and beautiful purses, and everyone smoking all the while. I felt like I was soaking it all in and archiving each image, and I hope I keep them with me for a long, long time.
Le Pierrot Bistrot
67 Avenue de La Motte Picquet
75015 Paris, France
01 42 73 68 92