The eating room

Today we stumbled upon a lovely little cafe in the 5e open every day of the week (something of a rarity round here). It's called La Salle A Manger at 138 rue Mouffetard (M Censier Dauberton). Here's a picture of the little square it faces.



And today was warm enough to sit outside. The coffee was your typical Parisian coffee, long but not bitter and served in a mini bowl. The special cake of the day was cheesecake, which the French call "cheesecake", it's so cute. And indeed it was special, deliciously smooth with a rich mouthfeel, I regretted finishing it. In fact everything was lovely. The passers-by, the cool teenagers, older men in trenchcoats and even our waiter in a paisley shirt. The blossoms on the trees are coming out, the weather is turning and the cafe was reasonably priced. David and I sat scribbling in our notebooks. What more does one need?