Chez Louisette
2 Reviews
First reviewed by Pamela
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“Amidst the maze of narrow lanes at the Marche Vernaison in the Paris Flea Market is a rollicking cafe' that makes you feel like you've wandered into an old French film. On a tiny stage in the corner, Manuela, the chanteuse, channels Edith Piaf, belting out, “Non je ne regrette rien,” accompanied by an accordion player in an apron and a curiously sober pianist on a small keyboard. (She’s been entertaining patrons there for the past 45 years.) Waitresses bellow to be heard above the music, and plates of hearty food are passed along the tightly packed tables where Parisians sit elbow to elbow with flushed tourists, gulping wine and swaying to the music.The ceilings are covered in red foil, and gold garlands are festooned helter skelter above the dining room. Photographs, odd paintings, and miscellany line the walls, some appearing as if they have been there since the 1930′s, when the cafe’ first opened. Rumor has it, Edith Piaf actually sang here in her early days, and it’s not difficult to imagine what is was like at the time…in all likelihood just like it is now.”
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“a little resturant in the Les Puces de Saint-Ouen (paris flea market) where there is always singing.tucked dee,deep in the bowels of the market.fantastic!!”
