french onion soup


Last week (or maybe the week before) I met up with Rachael, a fellow New Yorker and a friend of Antwan’s.  After a fruitless search of the vintage shops in Le Marais, we had a late lunch on the terrace at Le Pave. She went for the onion soup I ha fries and a whiskey (at 4pm). I’m a lush and a gourmand.