This happens to be the cafe where Napoleon used to hang out! At the very entrance there’s even his hat! The story has it that during his ‘poor’ days, Napoleon pawned his hat to be able to pay his bill.
This is more than a charming place- it’s filled with history. The whole place is decorated with memorabilia of the times and photos cover the walls. There is a lovely room upstairs where Napoleon and his political crowd gathered for discussions, good wine and great food.
Disappointed that we had already had lunch (apparently the place serves the finest French delicacies), hubby and I settled for their renowned coffee and sorbet (apparently still the same recipe!!) – delicious:) The staff was also extremely kind to us (seems like all of Paris was enthralled with our Quebec accent;) Anyway, they let us roam the place and take some photos. I think I had the best time in Paris right in this very place where Nappy himself enjoyed himself most. Memorable. Honestly, I think I felt his presence more here than Malmaison!
These photos were taken in the cozy upstairs-attic room where all the political action happened...
And then, just by the hallway to the restrooms,
I see this interesting sign...hmm...Voltaire, I'm not impressed!