My cousin and I chanced upon this charming slice of divey Paris wonderment on the way to some crappy club which ended up being a lot less fun. Serving us some nice and reasonably priced bordeaux and then some ale from Strasbourg that the very friendly and very Alsacian bartender insisted I try, he discovered that I, too, am a former military man and now live in Baden. We talked about Germany and France and the States and Israel despite my halting, broken French. He asked who I wanted to win the presidential election, and I told him they're a couple of bastards so who really cares? This earned me un tonneau de rires, a tasty free beer, and a mental note that next time in Paris, I'll pay this joint another visite. read more