404

When I was here for a semester in 2001, my idea of Paris was a bit fuzzy. I mean, I engaged with the city in a sort-of half-hearted, dreamy way. But now the idea of the city and the physical reality of its streets and spaces has fully solidified. So when I randomly stumbled upon a restaurant I had found way back then while I was riding my bike in Le Marais the other day, I whooped with glee. This restaurant is one of those places then that carves out a little space in your brain that you like to refer to in lonely, nostalgic, or bored moments. (I preserve lots of these). Xavier, Marc and I went back on Friday and that little space in my brain felicitously reconfirmed itself.









404 | Restaurant Familial | 69, rue des Gravilliers | 75003