Wine bar La Tartine, rue de Rivoli
My memories of La Tartine always seem to be in black and white, from a part of my life so distant that recalling it seems like looking at an old photo. Except that I remember the yellow of the walls, a streaky, ochre-yellow that comes from years and years of layered tobacco smoke. When we […]
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My memories of La Tartine always seem to be in black and white, from a part of my life so distant that recalling it seems like looking at an old photo. Except that I remember the yellow of the walls, a streaky, ochre-yellow that comes from years and years of layered tobacco smoke. When we