I met a friend up on Montmartre for breakfast one day at a place called the Hardware Société, owned and run by Australians from Melbourne. It was really good.
It was right around the corner and down a hill a bit from Sacre Coeur.
Where there was a very good harp player with speakers and taped background music.
The nice interior.
Beautiful and delicious french toast. I had yummy scrambled eggs.
I sat next to the window.
We had a beautiful day.
Isn’t this something? I saw it on Instagram and wondered how in the world they did it. I was standing below Sacre Couer and looked to my right and recognised the building, took the photo and then turned it so the hill looked flat. An optical illusion of sorts.