Father and Daughter Birthday Trip
My father and I are visiting Paris next week in honor of his 65th birthday. I have dreamed for years of taking him to the Hemingway Bar. I am so disappointed that its currently closed. Can you give any recommendations of where a girl and her dad can dress up and have a drink? It does not have to be exactly the same. Any ideas would be most appreciated!
How about one of the café/bars on Place Contrescarpe. He lived around the corner and wrote A Moveable Feast there.
Won't be a posh place like the Ritz bar, but will be just as Hemingwayan if not more so.
And very nice 'hood, the charming medieval part of the 5th. When you come out of the Ritz, it's just more posh. You think The Big H was more at ease hanging out in those jewelry stores on place Vendôme, or in the bars around Contrescarpe? No brainer.
The ghost of Hemingway is alive and well and living in Paris... in many places. One of my favourites-- and a favourite of Paris' chattering classes-- is the Piano Bar at the Closerie des Lilas on the boulevard Montparnasse. Not really all that dressy but quite stylish.
For a father-daughter special occasion (without Ernest's ghost whispering in your ear), lots and lots of choices. As already suggested, Bar 228 at the Hotel Meurice is exceptionally enjoyable when not in a penny-pinching mood. As are Duke's Bar at l'Hôtel Westminster on the rue de la Paix, the very (and maybe too) trendy bar at the Hôtel Montalembert in the 7th and the the fashion-fave bar at the Plaza-Athénée on the avenue Montaigne. And the list can go on and on and on.
If you want to dress down not up, there's also Harry's New York Bar, 5 rue Daunou (which has lettered on the window "sank roo doe noe") another Hem spot.
The reasons I glomed onto the Scribe first were that it's been recently renovated and for your father's nostalgic streak it played host to all the famous journalists/etc post-WWII: William Shirer, Capa, Janet Flanner, AJ Liebling, HV Kaltenborn,etc. I know all this because Parigi and my late great friend Johnny "3-lunch" Apple, when he was in town, himself hung out there, it being near the NYT's bureau, and reveled in historical comparisons.