Tuesday, January 15, 2013

La Closerie des Lilas~









In 1847 La Closerie des Lilas first opened as a simple café in a garden of lilac trees. Then, by some wizardry--it magically transfigured. And the humble eatery at the edge of les Jardins du Luxembourg began to exert the gravitational pull of a Stellar Nebula over artists and the literati for 166 years

Baudelaire, Paul Verlaine, Apollinaire, Hemingway, Gertrude Stein, John Dos Passos, Fitzgerald, Picasso, Emile Zola, Cézanne, Théophile Gautier, Paul Fort, Breton, Modigliani, Sartre, Sagan, André Gide, Oscar Wilde, Beckett, Man Ray, Ezra Pound, Lauren Becall, David Hockney, Tim Burton, Johnny Depp… 

What explains that long line of greatness flooding through La Closerie's doors? It can't simply be the soft candlelight, zinc bar, live piano music, and classic French fare. Nor the generations of chic Parisians that smoke, drink, and laugh for hours over meals—never gaining an ounce, and nary a wrinkle. 

Methinks, there’s molecular bewitchment afoot at 171 Boulevard du Montparnasse. The next time you’re in Paris….why not throw on your black velvet, cashmere, or lace and go. If you divine the secret—SVP let me know: (HERE)

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