La Mère Catherine: Breakfast with Van Gogh and Cossacks in Montmartre
Where the Word “Bistro” Was Born “Paris is Paris… the French air clears the brain and does good.” With Vincent Van Gogh’s words echoing in my mind, I found myself walking hypnotically up the cobbled hill, seeking out one of his old haunts.Montmartre can be a tourist trap, let’s be honest. But if you get…