Lauren on Paris (on Garance Dore's blog):

"For macaronis gratin, check out Hôtel Amour (rue Navarin), which is also the only place that I know where I can be a squatter all afternoon with my computer and drink only a diet coke when I really can’t get stuff down on paper."
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"For ambiance that’s vintage/decadent, head to Chez Moune (rue Pigalle) the only club that I never resist spending the second part of my night at, as it’s two hops away from my bed."

A squatter? The second part of my night? Elsewhere she describes a museum as "human size"...

I've never been to Paris, and now I want to go and follow all of her recommendations, one by one (and, of course, add a mess of churches to that).