Stepping away from the city rush, the quaint oasis of Île Saint-Louis is just a few steps away in the 4th arrondissement. I love the 17th century architecture with petrol blue detailing, wrought iron balconies, stone doorways and the views of both the right and left banks.
After much research on pinterest, this little cafe (Café Saint-Régis, 6 Rue Jean du Bellay) caught my interest and we decided to have breakfast here one morning. From boiled eggs, to a selection of jammed croissants, cheeses and frothy cappuccino, we loved sitting down in the crowded café where french words lingered in the air. I love how passionate the french are, just as we were nibbling on our flakey croissants, one of the waiters and a man walking on the street where about to get into an altercation. The other indicated him to step outside of the café for a brawl that ended up in a heated curse-off, of them standing about 5cm away from each other flicking their hands in the air. No one really paid attention to this except me googling them through my green lens and to my right, another old couple were holding hands, kissing and reading the newspaper together… you gotta love the fiery emotion here.
The island has a small town feeling to it that fills with bakeries, seductive boutiques, ice cream shops, fromageries and high class restaurants that drawn in the crowd. Most of the roads around the island are narrow and cobbled which keeps cars away allowing for a more relaxed atmosphere. While much of Paris has modernized over the years, I read the Île remains “romantically frozen in the 17th century ” which is why the locals love to escape here for a quick coffee. It’s small and cozy and great little tranquil spot.