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Good Coffee in Paris used to be a rare find, and in some ways it still is, but you just have to know where to look. Telescope Cafe is a tiny gem in the heart of Paris, and attracts an international crowd seeking good old fashioned coffee with perfectly foamed milk. Add a toasted baguette, salted butter, apricot jam and an impeccably friendly staff and you have my favorite cafe in Paris so far.
For all those in need of a caffeinated pick-me-up:
About a year ago I had read The Londoner's post on the Musée Nissim de Camondo in Paris, which is the mansion of a Parisian banker, Moise de Camondo. Last week I decided to check it out by myself and spent a rainy afternoon wandering around the museum and the nearby Park Monceau.
Claus is the tiniest breakfast place tucked away in a side street of Rue St Honoré, with a small shop on the ground level and a small restaurant on the first floor. It feels quintessentially French, but also serves all your British and American breakfast classics, and even some green juice, which is always difficult to find in Paris.
I had heard about a new wave of coffee shops taking over Paris and giving Paris a bit of the coolness of the New York coffee scene, and I couldn't have been happier to have a slice of cheesecake and a proper iced latte at The Broken Arm with Bea. The Broken Arm is half concept store, half coffee shop and has the most relaxed atmosphere for an afternoon hangout and capuccino in the Marais.
While my friend Monny was in town we had dinner at Brasserie Lipp and then went in search of a Patisserie to buy dessert to eat by the river during sunset. Unfortunately all the places I had wanted to go to were already closed, but then I remembered Berthillon on Ile Saint Louis. Far from being a compromise, this ice cream is easily one of the best 3 I've ever had, and trust me, I eat a lot of ice cream seeing as it's basically my favorite dessert, winter or summer. I had Cassis and Salted Caramel and will definitely be back soon to try more of their extensive list of flavors.
On one of my first nights in Paris my friend Helena (who knows the ways of the town because she grew up here) took Aya and me to one of the tiniest Italian places in the 6th. Tucked away in a side street near the Bon Marche is Cherche Midi, aptly named after the street it's located on.
