Le Chalet Des Bosquettes — Restaurant in Paris

Hilarious. Never before have I thought of the police as household removal men. But yesterday in a a sequence à la "Charlot" (Charlie Chaplin's Little Tramp), we watched the efforts of the bicycle-mounted Police Municipale in assisting the franchisee of the Chalet to reorganise his fridges, chillers and coffee machine. We were taking a bike ride through the glorious Bois de Boulogne and stopped, we thought, for coffee. We never got the coffee, but it was quite an entertainment. Glory be to the Police for their stout-hearted civic sensibility (way beyond anything the pathetic troopers of my home city would ever have contemplated). And the sight of a pony-sized Wolfhound nosing ever so politely up to a pint-sized French bulldog was only exceeded by the bulldog's necessary and also polite walk on 2 legs to return the favour....

Today I went to the cafe to buy a coffee but I couldn’t because of the old lady who worked there, she was rude and cruel to me, I talked to her in English but she answered me in French, then i asked someone there to help me, after that she started speaking English and she told me you are in France you have to speak French, I asked her very politely to buy a coffee latte, but she offered me a milk only without coffee, Then i left her without anything. she is rude, impolite and very racist. This is the first time happened to...

We actually really liked this spot but that was mostly because of the dogs. We only had coffee and hot chocolate. Prices fair and it was relaxed and reasonably quiet when we visited- it was late November.

Big sign says "dogs must be on a lead" and none of them were. But they were all so well-trained. Lady at the counter was a bit confused but very sweet and charming. We'd definitely stop by during a walk again, even just...