La Plage

There is a place on rue de Charonne, a few minutes away from la Bastille, that I hope will never ever change: not repainted, nor redecorated, nor replaced by a new and better and trendier store or café or sushi restaurant.


Café de la Plage (the Beach Café).

I've never been inside and probably never will. But I love the yellow and the grey, and it's just there, on my way when I go to the small notions store on this street, and it reminds me that Paris was once the playground of my grandmother Mamimoune and people that were kids when she was a child. There's no beach to be found nearby, yet in summer when you pass it by, you would swear that the sea is right down the street.