The address is 77 rue Gallande, in the 5ème arrondissement, across from the l’Église Saint-Julien-le-Pauvre in the square René Viviani-Montebello, close to Notre Dame de Paris (that's enough italics - ed.)...
You can read more about it here. It is just so wonderfully, extraordinarily, perfectly, overwhelmingly, undeniably, delightfully French. When I saw the above picture, I could immediately smell Gitanes, fresh-baked baguettes, garlic, red wine and pissoirs. But enough about our home life. Just feast your eyes on its higgledy-piggledy perfection (my wife pointed out that there's something very reminiscent of the contemporary British artist Cyril Croucher - who I wrote about here - in those high, blank, seemingly infinite walls stretching up out of sight):
Zut allors! Sacré blue! Oh là là! C'est si bon! Magnifique! Défense de fumer! Er...
If I ever get well again, I will return to Paris, purely in order to visit this building - and to pop in to Odette's for a reviving café au lait and a plate of choux à la crème.
Wonderful! I almost expected to see Jacques Tati pop his head out of the top window.
ReplyDeleteLovely. I suppose the British equivalent is 13 Park street, just off Borough Market. Very similar vibe and it just 'works'.
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