Corinne LaBalme discovers NoLita, a ritzy ristorante parked next to the vintage Lancias in the Fiat Group’s “Motor Village” on the Champs-Elysées. If a Maserati goes a lot faster than a mere car, the menu at NoLita goes a lot farther than simple carbonara.
It’s lucky that sturgeon don’t put much stock in astrology. All the roe that would normally be reading “Aries” and “Taurus” fish-scopes for the rest of their Piscean lives are likely to be gobbled up [...]
What is it about Paris cabarets and Russian émigrés that brings out everyone’s inner gypsy? It’s got to be more than borscht, no? Is it Garbo in Ninotchka? Ingrid Bergman in Anastasia? Corinne LaBalme says “привет” (we hope that means “hello”) to IKRA, the newest Cossack café in town.
On the occasion of Paris’s International Agriculture Show, one of the major annual trade show/fair events in France, guess the cheese in the photo in this post and win an invitation or two to attend the show, which ends on March 3, 2013.
The French Southwest staked out some new territory in Paris last September when Cécile Castellan opened Canard & Co in the shadows of the Eiffel Tower. Despite the name, there’s much more than mallard on the menu, as Corinne LaBalme explains in her review of this Basque and Béarnais grocery shop and luncheonette.
It’s a smooth evening in the lounge-bar at the Hotel Lutetia. Pianist Daniel Roca wends his way through jazz standards at the center of a well-oiled trio. Head bartender Gilles Guyomarch supplies a harmony of cocktails, swaying lyrical conversation from the crowd. And the author is getting a drink named after himself.
France’s once-vibrant beer brewing tradition lost its way in the 20th century. But now the beer drought is over. The craft of brewing fine beer is back and with it the art of enjoying it, as Kate Robinson reports from La Fine Mousse, the first bar in Paris to seriously specialize in craft beer.
I love the atmosphere in the bars of Paris on the third Thursday of November when the Beaujoulais Nouveau is officially released. Gathering around an inexpensive wine just when it becomes available makes for a [...]
In which the author has lunch at a middle school cafeteria in the Provencal town of Nyons, realizes that he can’t remember anything from sixth grade and goes to talk to the principal. * * [...]
