Le P'tit Bar
This bar is a true time capsule. At first sight the front door can give the impression of an abandoned place. No fear, you're just starting a teleportation to the post-war era. Inside, a fat gray cat, a cage of parakeets, old bottles, half washed glasses, dust and mountains of books disordely accumulated everywhere. Madame Paulo runs this hole-in-the-wall since 1965. She is perhaps the oldest bartender ever, her age is legendary, some say over 90s. What keeps this grandmother here serving Belgian beers and calvados? Her answer could be the recipe for a long mental vitality: "I thought to close the bar many times, espcially after my husband's death, but you know, here I have my bar, and I see people. Some clients have come from more than 25 years, they feel good here and me too, as long as I have my head and I'm able to stand." As you can imagine this is not the place for a crazy party or a romantic date, the stale air and the animal smell wouldn't help you (it's part of the authenticity, I suppose), but to hear some stories from an old Parisian about owning a bar all her life.