We had our engagement photo shoot last night (more on that in a few weeks when we get our photos!) and we shot all over the city at our favorite spots. The Art Museum, Rittenhouse Square, and, of course, Parc. It speaks volumes about the kind of guy Jamal is that he not only puts up with my insane love for this theme-y Parisian bistro, but he actually indulges me and eats escargot if I order them. I’ve had better meals elsewhere in the city (hello, brunch), but that’s not why we go here (though if you get between me and the salade lyonnaise, I’ll bite your hand off). The atmosphere is as close to being in a real café in Paris as you can get without the plane fare. The chairs are all imported from Maison Drucker in France, the lace curtains are vintage, they have a chalkboard by the hostess stand with the week’s weather en Français. We’ve come here for all three of my birthdays we’ve celebrated together, and when we showed up last night with our photographer, Inna, in tow, they were more than happy to give us free reign of the place for as long as we wanted to get the perfect shot. In short: I love Parc.
Parc Bistro, 227 S. 18th Street.