Well, where do I start.

Well, where do I start.
I search for this place because I wanted to slip way back in time, to sip a Latte in the first coffee shop in Paris, probably the world, where you sit at a table and coffee is served to you in porcelain cups... this place makes you feel like in the 17th century, rubbing elbows with Voltaire, Diderot, Rousseau... and countless nobody's like me who have simply romance and love in our hearts, and want to feel somewhat like a somebody for a few hours in our lives.

If there is only ONE coffee shop you can visit while in gay Paris, go, God, go, and seek this gem in the Love quarter 6ieme., lucky 13, rue de l'Ancienne Comedie - because life is mostly one big joke!