Fuming at Fumoir
Le Fumoir is the bar I’ve heard everyone talking about for a very very long time even before I arrived in Paris. It took me six months to finally decide to go and it was never one to disappoint. The ambience is chic without the slightest pretension. The English masculine-ish leather sofas, grey walls and dark wood bars with other contemporary touches set the mood. We had to wait around 20 minutes to get the table for the place was packed but it was a pleasant wait given that we could observe the crowd.
Everyone was chatting vivaciously. I had one of the best pistachio crème brulée with a glass of sidecar while my friend took some strange yet superb chocolate cake and a cocktail called Siberian Dog. The cute bartender is a big plus.
At the bar there are various types of clientele from a femme fatal to a model to a playboy to a prospective sugar daddy. We had a lot of eye candies that come with gossip as well as a good one hour of conversation. Several months passed and we have now become their regulars.
Le Fumoir
6, rue de l'Admiral Coligny
75001 Paris
tel: 01 42 92 00 24
www.lefumoir.com
