The café in France is not just a place to have that morning pick me up necessary to launch another day at the office. It is your home away from home. It 's the place where friends and family can find you. Your quotidian café defines you as distinctively as the clothes you wear and the profession you ply.
I had just moved and once again I was at the mercy of ORANGE (France Telecom.) There was a two week wait for installation of the internet, TV and telephone, so I looked for Hemingway’s clean well-lighted café with Wi-Fi.
I found it around the corner at the Royal Beaubourg where I was welcomed each morning and afternoon (after NY and SF opened for business.) So far so good, but I wasn’t prepared for the excellent food emerging from the kitchen.
I started with a juicy cheeseburger accompanied by twice-cooked fries that were blanched and this fried to a crisp-reminded me of Nathan’s at Coney Island in the fifties. The secret-the newly arrived chef had trained with the Swedish chef, Peter Nillson at the sadly shuttered, La Gazetta.
He is planning many changes to the menu and I will keep you posted.
Royal Beaubourg 105 rue Beaubourg 75003