Sharon W.
Google
On a snowy day in Paris in January, almost no one was in Montmartre. Someone told me Les Cinq Marches would be open, so I made my way there, and it was like a dream. The staff were so welcoming, and as I sat and journaled, drank my Earl Grey, and watched the place get busy, I felt lucky to have found it. The Earl Grey was marvelous, and the toast with eggs was too. J'ai un coup de coeur and would go back the next time for sure.