Barstool ‘Grand Hotel’

You just walked the Rue Faubourg and are about to descend into the Louvre. Now’s the time to make a pit stop in a reputable brasserie, maybe the Bofinger near the Opera? You are counting on a delicious café, maybe a small liqueur… but you can only hope you’ll find an empty barstool to rest your weary feet. Elbow on the bar rail, comfortably parked, with feet resting on the ring encircling the stool legs…