Parisian cafés are one of my favorite things. What’s not to like? Cute tables, wicker chairs, the ambiance of café culture and, of course, the food. It all has that je ne sais quois that feels so French. When I’ve had the good fortune to visit Paris, sitting at an outdoor café is the first thing I want to do. There are a few cafés I am especially fond of in Montmartre. This is the neighborhood where I’ve often stayed. I still remember the breakfast my husband and I had at Chez Clint on one or our trips. Divine espresso and an omelet filled to the brim with French cheese. Oooh la la!

It’s all about the journey,

Beth