Ah that first coffee in the early morning, around the zinc just in front of the Port Royal metro station, a real ceremony for some of the regulars of the area.

And these evening meetings on the terrace of a bistro or a brasserie with friends are a sure way to enjoy a lively evening.

Some days, in the calm of the early morning, while walking around, still a little sleepy, one is attracted by the terraces already installed to welcome the first risers.

And to put us in a good mood, the bistro owners went wild at dawn to welcome the regulars in the most beautiful settings.

In Paris at dawn, the start of the day often begins with a few exchanges on the street corner.

It is also time for the first deliveries…

… because it takes goods to keep customers happy throughout the day.

After a few hours on the road, it’s good to meet up with colleagues to share a coffee for a well-deserved break.

Others will soon choose to sit lined up along the pavement, watching life go by in the waking streets with a cup of coffee in hand.

In the morning I often go down from the 14th arrondissement to the quays of the Seine, small bistros and brasseries punctuate my journey like so many one-day meetings and I am amused to come across the same regulars day after day, always sitting at the same place.

Le soir lampions ou parasols, selon l’ heure ou suivant la météo, sont installés pour le bien-être des clients. On croise alors des amoureux assis face à face imaginant des lendemains qui chantent.

In Paris, in the evening, at the exit of the metro or a stone’s throw from the Velib stations, there is always a terrace or a counter where good friends can be found.

Everyone knows that Paris would not be Paris without its bistros and brasseries.

Behind the windows of a café, time suddenly stops for a few moments and it is here that many of life’s stories take shape and unravel.

In the neighbourhoods, like here in rue Crémieux, you can find bistros and brasseries on every street corner. Signing a contract, meeting an estate agent, the first emotions of a meeting, how many lives have been played out at the table of a neighbourhood bistro.

Sitting with friends, how nice it is to chat in the shade of the blinds after having done some shopping…

… or to take shelter when the weather turns sour outside. A place for new loves or a refuge when the house of cards of a life begins to shake, there are some in every neighbourhood.

At dawn, what a pleasure to taste a butter croissant accompanied by a hot chocolate just before going to walk through the alleys of the Jardin du Luxembourg…

… while others bask in an orangeade just before going to the Tuileries Gardens, visiting the Louvre…

… or have a good time at the Comédie Française.

In the early hours of the morning, when the streets are still peaceful, it is so pleasant to read the newspaper with a good little black in hand.

Sitting on the terraces nestled behind the bushes for a secret meeting…

..or sitting at a large table in the middle of the cobbled street to share an evening with your family under the envious eyes of the pigeons passing through the neighbourhood, it’s a guaranteed moment of happiness.

Folding chairs scattered along the railings…

…or along the shop windows, there really is something for every taste and every friend.

Bistros and brasseries in Paris are the place to meet up with friends to start the day or to chat after work.

Everyone has their own little habits and is expected to exchange the latest news of life.

In the summer, the streets are decorated with the most beautiful terraces to brighten up the beginning of the year.

… or at the end of the day.

Seasonal tourists enjoy taking pictures in the first rays of the sun.

Behind the bar, the owner can often be seen, always on the lookout for the latest gossip to share.

For some, this is where they find the time to read quietly at a table in one of the bistros that have known the most famous writers.

Always very stylish in their eternal white apron and little black waistcoat, the waiters take care of their customers.

Some of the cafés remind us of the glory days of the lively districts of a time that people under twenty cannot know.

Other bistros sometimes have strange names or are named after the street they proudly stand on.

It is with them that the life of the Levant district is rooted…

… at sunset.

And when life rushes by in a corner of Paris…

… there is a favourite bistro for everyone, where you can have a drink or an exquisite dish to share with your partner!

Par Nathalie

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