Rumour has it that Hôtel Costes sells the best roses in Paris, and if the window display is anything to go by then I can believe it. Right next door to the heavenly florist lies the entrance to one of the grandest hotels in Paris, one which I’d heard much about yet never had the pleasure of entering. One of my best friends had told me of its plush interior and superb cocktails so I was more than a little excited to finally make it there, albeit at a different time of day. One sunny summer’s day I snuck into the beautifully ornate and ivy-grown terrace to meet the lovely Teekay for a lunch date where I had the best club sandwich I’ve ever eaten which only makes me more eager to return at nightfall for one of those aforementioned cocktails.
239-241 RUE SAINT-HONORE, 75001