The everyday view in France: The weekly market with the fish monger, the goat cheese stand, the "egg lady" with her brown eggs in a basket, the hourly church bells, the cafe tables with espresso cups and sugar cubes left astray, the child carrying home the baguette for lunch... The day to day experience that walks along side of me so much so that I barely notice it.
Old known objects that are the fabric of France that they are like the water running from the faucet, the foundation underfoot, the air I breath. They often go unnoticed, simply because they are... they have been, and often I assume they will be here forever unchanged.
The glasses I showed yesterday: "Verre du Patron," no longer exist at the bar, nor the bistro or the cafe. But they do exist at the brocante. No often. Not as wonderful as the ones I saw yesterday, but less expensive.
What I love about the French cafes, restaurants, bistros is the atmosphere: The white linen, the table set for a king, the professionalism of the wait-staff, the menu that reads like poetry:
Potage aux perles des Antilles,
Bouchées à la reines,
Petits pois a l'anglaise...
LE MONTPARNASSE 1900
59 bd du Montparnasse Paris 6e
01 45 49 19 00 Métro Montparnasse-Bienvenüe
Jusqu'à minuit, aucune fermeture
Menus : déjeuner : formule deux plats + apéritif + boisson : 26 €
Dîner : Carte à partir de 22 €
An absinthe measuring pot.
Many of you thought the verre du patron, in yesterday's post, had to do with Absinthe.
Sorry but they don't.
A metal absinthe spoon.
Which rests on top of the glass, while holding a sugar cube before adding the liquor.
(Photo: Lunch with a blog reader, Susan from Texas.)
"*Tucked in an out of the way corner of the 14th, Le Petit Baigneur provides a very French experience without the Parisian prices. This small restaurant is big on charm with its rustic decor – think small wooden tables and chairs, vintage tin advertisements, and wine crates. Far from tourist throngs, it feels more “neighborhood-y” than “kitschy”. Plaid tablecloths with paper covering set a casual tone while the smallish tables make it well suited for cozy dinners for two." via Secrets of Paris
* Ten minutes on foot from our apartment.
Le Petit Baigneur
10 rue de la Sablière, 14th
M° Pernety, or M° Alésia
Tel 01 45 45 47 12
Lace curtains, three people, two dogs, a carafe with a glass sits on one of the tables, four tables, a lamp over the door.
BAR AIME, (Literally it translates: Bar Like.)
Checked table cloth, paper top added.
At the end of the meal,
The Espresso cup tells the time.
Too busy discussing. So French.
When French Husband saw this image of a verre du patron, he shook his head and tsked, "The glass should have white wine, or a clear alcohol, otherwise duh, you see the trompe l'oeil."
The winner with such an exactly perfect response:
The Creative or clever response goes to: