You need to travel far and wide to find a decent cup of coffee in Paris. Sadly true yet odd, considering that this city is a bastion of cafe society. Parisians are renowned for downing an espresso at a bar or cafe counter. Now that brew is so strong and thick, a spoon could stand upright in the demi cup. The second a barista adds milk, froth or foam to create a latte or cappuccino, all bets are off and the taste of coffee goes tits up.
In pursuit of a decent cuppa, I took the metro on a rainy Sunday morning to Fragments Paris café on Rue des Tournelles in Le Marais. For the record, the 25-minute journey from my apartment in Saint-Germain is flipping far by Parisian standards as you can’t swing a cat on a street corner for fear of hitting a cafe. The trip, however, is worth every caffeine-infused sip.