Elaine Sciolino has crossed the line. Her article in this Sunday's Times is about the Rue des Martyrs in the Ninth Arrondissement. That's my neighborhood! That's where I go for the bank, the dry cleaners, the newspapers, the cheese, the everything. It is also a very trendy street on which you can also find the quirky antiques, the art galleries, the hipster cafes and restaurants, the La Perla lingerie, the gorgeous lamps, and the coolest boutiques. Apparently the part I live on, in the Ninth, is "bourgeois" (ok, I'll accept that) and the part of the street above Blvd Clichy in the Eighteenth is "bohemian." So all those "bobos" we hear so much about must actually live right there on the border on Blvd Clichy...?
Anyway, do read the article. It's satisfying to find one's neighborhood is a "hot spot" when one moved there with no pretense to hipness. If the New York Times and its readers are on their way here, at least I'll look like a local, dragging my drycleaning up the hill with a baguette tucked under my arm, my pint-sized dog straining ahead of me on his leash.
More on the London trip shortly.