not drinking poison in paris

A recent exchange in the commentary section of this blog got me thinking about the concept of Greatness in wine. It seems to me that many ...

Admission: I almost never buy Bordeaux, red or white. Like Hong Kong in 1997, I'm content to leave it to the Chinese. But this is jus...

Like, I imagine, quite a few Paris expats, I used to pay a great deal of attention to the New York Times' Paris coverage before I move...

Having lived immediately nearby for going on two years now, it's slightly unconscionable that it took me so long to visit Le Chateaubri...

Just in case the clumsy blue logo in the bottom right of this page was too subtle a signal: I've made a Not Drinking Poison In Paris F...

When friends visit me in Paris, I seem to always get seized with self-consciousness on the final night of their stay, upon realizing that m...

I didn't stage this photo. That issue of Stuff magazine was actually lying around when we arrived. On this blog, and elsewhere in li...

Christophe , situated not far from the Pantheon, across the square from buoyant 5ème bar à vin Les Pipos , is the kind of restaurant that o...

My friends D and P visited recently from the states, and among the plethora of wonderfully generous gifts they brought was a bottle of my f...

As the NC and I left a cocktail party at Le Bal Café the other night, my friend Z, upon hearing we were meeting friends at thunderously o...

My couturier friend D had just reached the finish line of a manic work jag spanning two continents designing some dresses worn at the Osca...

Quite the opposite, in fact. The uncharacteristic radio silence is due to fashion week, an unavoidably knackering time of year. Regularly...

One of my favorite features of Place Vendôme über-canteen le Petit Vendôme is the humor embedded in their menu. This is the jawdroppingly ...

It doesn't seem at all fair that a few short blocks of the 1èr arrondissement are home to so many great wine destinations. Just a stone...

My awesome landlady and her husband had me over for an apero the other evening, at which occasion they had the opportunity to introduce to ...

I'm increasingly convinced that, for Parisian restaurateurs, the greatest challenge is not to find the best location or to source the b...