Brunch

For this installation of "the plate": I stopped into Hotel Amour this past Sunday after a brief "tour de force" of the neighborhood Flea market shopping along Rue des Martyrs in the 9th arr. I was in search of a leather sofa (small enough to fit in my apartment, and cheap enough to fit my wallet). Needless to say thrift shopping in one of Paris' most hip and trendy qautiers; this turned out to be not a very successful venture. So after settling on buying a pair of vintage Argentinean made l[...]