Art is everywhere and the Quartier Latin is no exception, this is just a cafe front on a tiny street. Makes me want to mange there! The Quartier Latin is the section where all the college kids used to argue with each other in Latin during the Moyen Age. Now it's artsy and bookish and absolutely perfect. At the end of my jour in teh Quartier Latin I wrote profound thoughts in my leather bound and ate quiche lorraine and chocolate cake from heaven by the Seine. A true intelectuelle, n'est pas?

Einstein and Louie in the Quatier Latin, it's obviously where all the cool kids hang out. I hung out there and thought all sorts of Latin-ish, philosophical and scholarly there. Mostly I just went into the petit galleries and dreamt of the day I could work in one while wearing my plaid glasses. I could live in a flat near the Quartier and then spend my days supporting local artists. Doesn't that sound divin? And it would be a baby version of my dream of being a curator and it'd be better because it's edgier (even though I'm far from edgy) and more intimate (which I dig)
It's the sign of the oldest cafe in Paris. Racine wrote and argued intellectually there over tea . . .actually probably wine and cheap beer.
It's the most darling sign, let's just be honest. A hot air balloon? Probably circa 1800 something or other. I couldn't resist it. Reason 556 to love Paris: fabulous signs (signs are art too)