It was one of those happy moments when we had nothing to do but stroll around the most beautiful city in the world and discover- unearth delicious places, bites and sips. An unexpected right turn

Accept no imitations. Steak tartare in Paris should be hand-chopped, fresh, no frills and just about the best you’ve ever tasted. The frites that share the plate should be fried golden, the perfect potato refuge

Les Itineraires needs to be a part of your “flaneur” existence in Paris. Don’t know what that is? A flaneur is an only-in-Paris kind of character who wanders, idles and considers themselves a

Nestle into the dark leather banquettes of Chez Dumonet-Josephine (always ask to be seated in the front room when you reserve) and pretend that you’ve stepped back into sepia-toned, pre-war Paris. That’s what we do.