Walking into France-Soir was like going back in time. Old fashion dark wood & brass bar & service counter. French waiters in black & white outfits weaving gracefully through the small & narrow dining area.
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After a rough night of sake and blue martinis, we needed a good breakfast to get us going. We got our sorry arses up from the bed and walked uphill and round the corner to this little french cafe called Le Petite Creme.  |
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