LiveJournal-ist and vintage photo fan "Orchid Thief" has posted a fantastic journal entry with a collection of
vintage cafe photos. Café des Deux Magots. Saint-Germain-des-Prés. Doesn't it make your toes curl?
Now I'm so jonesing for an espresso and a Gauloise... and I don't even smoke.
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Oh so, SO fantastic.
Great link, thanks!
now i am too.... gave up smoking last year and would take it up again immediately if i knew i wouldnt get another swamp monster chest infection.... I used to love saturday mornings sitting outside my old flat, watching the surfers getting ready (i lived on the beach) smoking a cigarette and drinking a very strong coffee... sigh.
Bendalong, geez louise, now I feel like a ciggie by the sea!
When you get the urge, you could always suck on a Lifesaver instead.
Megz, agreed! Thom, you're welcome!
Welcome back to the blogosphere after your repose, and congratulations on the new job! (See, I do read, even if I've been slack at commenting recently!) :)
Smoking is banned in Paris cafes now which is a great shame. I support bans everywhere else, and normally I'm a purveyor of dirty looks when someone lights up in my vicinity, but Paris seems naked without the sultry stench of Gauloises.
Thanks Tom!
Well if one is going to smoke, surely it must be Gauloises. Sadly this dream did not become reality for me as apparently no tobacconist in Sydney stocks them!? If anyone knows a local supplier let me know!!
Maybe those pastel coloured cocktail cigs with the gold filters (Sobranis?) will have to suffice?!
Oh, that b&w is soooo how I held my ciggie when I smoked! Though my ears aren't as jug-like. Just saying...
:: sniffing for a Benson & Hedges, now ::
I miss cafes - proper cafes, where people sat and talked to each other, rather than noses into laptops, talking (ironically) to other people far away than right next door to them.
Make mine a tea please.
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