I wake up this morning from having too few hours of sleep last night to a blackberry message on my cell phone from my fiancée. What does it say? He has found the best coffee shop in Paris called Coutume Cafe. He is in Paris this weekend attending a wedding with his family and has a couple of days to explore the city and make me jealous (not really, but just a bit). So I google Coutume Cafe and I am astounded at the space he got to sip his morning java. Of course it is stunning, swanky interiors by French company, Cut Architectures and looks like part lab part vintage chic store.
Apparently, Coutume Cafe has made a good name for itself as a roaster and cafe in the city that is known for crappy coffee. My parents have been to Paris a couple of times, both of whom are coffee drinkers and I always remember them saying how awful the coffee is. My fiancée, another coffee snob (who has s siphon- if that means anything to you), bbm’d me this morning to tell me he found an awesome coffee shop. For him to say that takes a lot, trust me. More on Coutume, the owners, the space and the coffee situation in Paris, here, here, here and here. Most recent bbm- he has made it to Laduree and vows never to eat another macaron again from anywhere else because they are so good. Thank you Antoine Netien fo roasting such delicious coffee (compliment from my man + his sister).
If you find yourself in Paris, here is how to locate Coutume:
47 rue de Babylone, 7ème arrondissement
Metro: St-François-Xavier or Sevres-Babylone