Cafe le Corona is easy to find. Just walk to the east entrance of the Louvre & le Corona will stick out like a sore French loaf. If you still don't see it, then you must be seriously visually challenged.
A lot of our culinary experiences in Paris were just random shootings. It wasn't like we knew where to go for a good meal. Most travel guidebooks suck when it comes to food. So really, we had to rely on our very primal insincts.I think we were early that morning cos we almost had the whole restaurant to ourselves. The French cafes have a very peculiar way of arranging their chairs to face outwards. So when you're sitting there, you feel like you're watching a real life movie of people walking by. I doubt that you can do this in Kuching. You'd get stares & scowls from passerbys, See what see??!!!!
French waiters are all very experienced.
We ordered the very famous French Hot Chocolate. You must know that I'm a chocolate boy who grew up on Milo, every morning, before I go to school. My father had to wake up at 6 in the morning to make one for me & my brother. And for himself. Well, this was unlike anything I've tasted before.
I don't know why but that morning was just full of paternal symbolism. The fatherly waiter, my father's chocolate Milo drink, & then the Daddy sugar cubes.