sunday breakfast

we were saving our breakfast trip to “cafe bastille” for a celebration of finding an apt. to me, cafe creme with a croissant is the taste of paris. maybe it's for nostalgic reasons that we like cafe bastille. the nice thing is that it is a little further away from the main rotary of the bastille, next to small road “rue de la roquette”, so it is a bit quieter.

sitting here watching paris life. rue de la roquette was closed to traffic by a lady cop dragging a giant sign to the middle of the road saying "rue reservee pour pietons et cyclistes" for pedestrians and bikes. we watched as she turned away cars, each driver getting out and having a ten minute discussion with her, but ultimately losing. she did let a bus go by struggling with the 6 foot sign, getting help from a lady passing by... doesn't seem very efficient.

i had a delicious rich and runny omelette, j had a crepe and p went with the breakfast special menu with cafe, oj, croissant, 2 soft boiled eggs and bread. but this particular experience is not going to be a regular thing since one coffee was $7 and our total bill was over $50.
it says on the menu that “cafe bastille” was opened in 1789. that was just after the revolution. probably, when the bastille prison was dismantled there was suddenly enough space for a cafe...

actually, the bastille is circled by cafes. across the way is the cafe de la phare, which has a special philosopher’s session on sunday mornings. apparently, it’s a philosphy free for all, with philosophers stopping by to discuss and argue whatever the topic is for the day. philosopy is big in france and i love that a person can list their occupation as "philosopher". they are often shown on the news commenting on some current issue or other. Print this post