Born in France, I admit to an undoubted bias for the food, art and
indiosyncratic French culture. For a second opinion on this subject
read Gopnik's excellent "Paris to the Moon".
My address book in
Paris
includes: Le
Pere
Lachaise cementery for a gentle morning strall and a reminder
of the human's ability for evilness,
Laduree
for the macarons and afternoon tea, Salon du Palais Royal-Shisheido
- where Serge
Lutens
creates unique perfumes for women, brunch at
Mariage
Freres,
La
Mosquee for saturday morning steam baths in the hammam, lunch
on top of the
IMA (Institut
du Monde Arabe), dinner at La Recreative (tel : O1.43.50.04.17).