This gem is as quintessentially Parisian as accidentally saying "Oui" when you meant to say "No, I actually didn't order this much cheese". La Palette prides itself on being the unofficial gallery for the avant-garde and the slightly tipsy. With walls adorned with art that could either be a masterstroke or the result of a paint fight, it's where you go to dip your toe into Paris's artsy waters.
The clientele is a delightful mix of beret-toting painters, wide-eyed tourists, and locals who've been coming here long enough to have their usual order start preparing itself upon their entrance. It's not just about what's on your plate or in your glass here; it's about soaking up an atmosphere so richly Parisian that you might find yourself inadvertently starting conversations about the virtue of brush strokes or the existential pain of a croissant not quite flaky enough. La Palette is more than a café; it's a crash course in living life with a dash of flair and a lot of cheese.
The clientele is a delightful mix of beret-toting painters, wide-eyed tourists, and locals who've been coming here long enough to have their usual order start preparing itself upon their entrance. It's not just about what's on your plate or in your glass here; it's about soaking up an atmosphere so richly Parisian that you might find yourself inadvertently starting conversations about the virtue of brush strokes or the existential pain of a croissant not quite flaky enough. La Palette is more than a café; it's a crash course in living life with a dash of flair and a lot of cheese.
