Can you kir me coming @ Le Select, Paris

Forget what others think and just do it!

When I first came to Paris back in May 2010 to live and work I used to walk past various brasseries’ terraces and stare at the couples enveloping each other in midst of smoke and no doubt talking about something intelligent like Proust. I, on the other hand, was too afraid to even sit at a table and so that summer past with me walking sometimes seriously dehydrated past all these tables afraid and missing out on an essential part of French life – people watching! View Post

Solo Dining @ La Palette, Paris

When I first moved to Paris I was too shy to sit at a table on a bistro terrace. I felt intimidated by all the people drinking their coffee or sipping wine whilst puffing away on their cigarettes and laughing with their friends. I was alone and ashamed of the way I sounded so foreign as if I just stepped off the Eurostar speaking French with my broad London accent.  View Post