A couple of weeks ago, Sheila, Fi and I decided to throw caution, obligations and their kids to the wind and have lunch together on a Tuesday afternoon. We had a delightful meal at a tiny restaurant called La Grange, just behind the Palais du Justice. It was a quirky little place run by a husband and wife, with her cooking and him hosting. Every time he brought a plate out, he would say, “La fameuse…” and name the dish. I loved every moment of it.
After our meal, he offered us homemade digestifs:















I can really feel Europe in those photos. Totally different. Wanna go back!
Thanks Christine.
I want to be there so badly I could cry. And that place is so beautiful.
No food photos?
They came out dark and weird.
LOVE!
Gorgeous! Merci!
next time can I come too ???
We wish you would!
That place that took over from the pretentious joint on your corner also looks good.
Just passing by.Btw, you website have great content!
If by “great content” you mean stories about my life, thanks!
Really like how the restaurant is decorated. Good to hear the food lived up to the ambiance of the venue.
This place looks like ones favorite sweater..cozy, tucked away with memories.. definitely does have the glow! Finally on your email notice…I swear, mom is more computer savvy than I am! So happy to see you XO