an email to a friend [part one] re: bars in Paris

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you might find this helpful.

or maybe not.

but here’s where I like to drink in Paris.

[email begins]

oh god… this one could go on forever. I’ll try and keep it short/manageable.

first things first, my two favorite bars and ones you have to visit. at least one of them… it’ll bring me great joy to know I passed them along to a friend.

the first is called Le Tambour. don’t be put off by any of the negative reviews about this place, it’s verrrrrrrry Parisian, which means the waiter will be a dick to those who he needs to be a dick to. you guys will be fine. I always forget his name, but if you sit outside [you must], he’s bald. and funny. at night, it’s a gorgeous setting, with decent food [not spectacular, but decent. which in Paris is still impressive] – go for the French Onion soup, but stay away from the charcuterie platter [it lacks]… but then, as the night goes later, it gets more and more interesting. it never closes, never stops serving drinks and is the best spot for late night people watching [and in a safe neighborhood].

my second favorite – Bar Ourcq [above, pictured] is a hike, but so, so pretty and if it were central, would be the BEST bar in Paris. it’s a South of France bar, which means very nice people, GORGEOUS funky design and amazing drinks. but what you do is grab one in a plastic cup and then walk across the street to where all the old fellas will be drinking their Pastis and playing petanque. photo attached – it’s a very pretty neighborhood and a place most won’t ever get to see.

my third favorite is a wonderful little place in BoBo [your daughter will probably be shopping in this area anyway] called Chez Prune. if you can get there right around 2p, it’s right out of the Paris of our dreams. small, dark wood, outdoor tables next to the water, amazing. food is okay, a coffee or Campari is better. 

next – something in the Latin Quarter/St. Germain [remember the book I begged you to read?! this is where Larry lived.]. you HAVE to sit where Papa Hemingway sat at Cafe de Flore and have a drink. never mind the crowd, it’s one of those thing you gotta do ’cause his ghost still walks around there, grumpy as hell. it’s a staple of French and tourist alike and simply has to be done. has to.

… now, as stated, I could go on-and-on and once I know which arr. you’re staying in, I can offer up a few more hints. 

that being said, there is no better place to sit and sip than on the banks of the Siene, looking up and out at the Notre Dame. grab a bottle of something [it’s allowed] and take in that gorgeous church. the more rosé you have, the more things get slightly blurred and it all turns into a Monet.

some stand out buys:

– a rosé [as mentioned] from the South of France. any kind will do.

– a Fernet after any meal.

– any punchy read from the Languedoc region. they’re doing some amazing things down there.

– absinthe. if you’re going to dare it, do it right at La Fee Verte. they’ll take it easy on you. other places it’s not to be trusted [fake]. 

– beer. skip it. you’re in France.

– white wine – a Sancerre from the Loire Valley. delish. 

… right, think that’s it for drinks. 

shall get back to you soon-ish on snacks.

do you know your dates yet? 

-a

[email ends]

[second email re: snacks]