Brasserie Lipp

One of Hemingway’s Paris hangouts (if I recall correctly, he was a fan of the place’s frankfurters and potatoes dressed with oil).

Author: Jacqueline A. Pollard

Traveler. City Walker. Photo-taker. Lit PhD. View all posts by Jacqueline A. Pollard

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