December 16th Panic Room—02h00 You still open? Of course. Doors down lies a packed bar. It’s where I wanted to go. Before we were sidetracked by L’Etincelle. A caricatured overweight, black doorman hassles us. He reels us in after a drawn out moment. Loud music. Loud people. Dirty, dark bar. Leftovers from all the otherContinue reading “1.5 The Blue Notes–Panic Room”
December 15th Moonshiner—h2130 A rainy night. Near Place Des Vosges, on the outskirts of the Marais, the backstreets are slick and empty. The three of us scamper across the wide Boulevard Beaumarchais. Rain picks up. It’s near freezing. Street lights reflect in a violent orange hue. My feet are damp, but my mouth tastes ofContinue reading “1.3 The Blue Notes – Moonshiner”
December 15th Le Cinquante—h0030 Down Rue de Lancry we walk. A car passes. People hover outside of a bar. People always hover outside of this bar. We enter. Foggy. Cramped. Everyone’s dressed in black. Bunch of late to the party beatniks, Hip boys and girls, probably design majors, who now work at bars and coffeeContinue reading “1.2 The Blue Notes – Le Cinquante”
December 14thLa Patache—h2200 Across Canal Saint Martin we traverse. A bar by the water. La Patache. My friend, I see him through the front windows. “A table for three.”“Seat yourselves.” I look around, disoriented from the cold. Great vibes. Bubbling. My girlfriend spots a table in the back. We sit. 2 Camden IPAs and aContinue reading “1.1 The Blue Notes – La Patache”
December 2018 There’s a reason that Parisians stay hush-hush about the panorama at the top of Belleville Parc. ‘Go to Montmartre,’ they’ll say. Setting. Red, neon words ‘Le President’ hang over the riffraff like a heavyweight championship belt. Beneath, Chinese Hanji are spangled in gold. Enter the chaotic intersection of Belleville station. It’s a littleContinue reading “The Bowtie’s Big Ass Guide to Every Neighbourhood of Paris: Belleville”
While planted in a residential wasteland, this bar has defined its own terrain. Normally, cocktails lie in the 3rd, 10th, 11th, or 18th, and only in the 6th on this side of the river. With its location and its glassware, Solera is subverting expectations on two separate occasions.