It’s been really lousy in New York (and anywhere north of Washington) for the last few weeks and I figured I could brighten your day with a cyber jaunt to Paris for some pour-over coffee at Boot Cafe!
I didn’t discover Boot Cafe. Everyone has scooped it, I mean everyone. The New York Times and Vogue have blown its tiny cover. You can’t but help feel like you’ve discovered a well-kept secret. That might be attributed to the size of the cafe, it’s probably standing room 10 people and even that would be a tight fit.
It’s a departure form the lofty co-working spaces coffee shops have adapted in the last decade. What it lacks in physical real estate it makes up for in balls-out personal charm. The walls are layered in photographs, art objects, and postcards. It has a distinctly American vibe thanks to killer take-away coffee and the nearly all-English speaking Baristas.
Located in a distinctly queer and not so newly bourgeoisie neck of the woods called the Marais, this miniature wonderland is an ideal spot for a tourist or local to hang their hat. The French signage from the original shoe repair shop is a beautiful shade of pale blue and as you enter the double doors your welcomed with all white subway tilling, three tiny marble tables and a tidy server station which looks like the best coffee shop job this side of the river.
The vibrant green plastic stools that look like stumps are Arnold Circus Stools and are sourced from a shop in London by designer Martino Gamper. They are so chic and I am obsessed with them.
Along narrow black shelves are perched bottles of water for the taking, bags of coffee beans, and treasures for purchase from nearby and faraway. When I stopped in they were selling Echo Park Pottery Mugs by Peter Shire Studio from the US.
After taking some pictures and caffeinating I sat down and talked shop with a local regular, cutie Frank Adrian who brought by a homemade lemon cake that was divine (sidebar: he’s got a killer Instagram- follow @cakeboyparis). The small interior invites conversation the same way a cozy living room might.
I can’t stress enough how generally lousy the take-away coffee game is in Paris, but Boot Cafe is one of the few exceptions and give you that boost a city for walking always needs. Go there when you are visiting Paris, or close your eyes real tight, ignore the buzzing of your electric heater and go there right now in a daydream. Isn’t it rad!? I know!