Find your way to the Rue Saint Jacques - look hard for "160." You will find an oasis of non-petentiousness (if that's even a word,) an easy-going vibe and some genuinely friendly people working there. Just the thing when you've grown tired of snooty Parisien servers, outrageous prices and long (not a good idea to try to rush a French waiter,) albeit delicious dinners. You'll not just see voracious, boisterous American vacationers here, but people from all over the world - and plenty of Parisiens trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. These hot dogs are scrumptious, these bagels are sublime - this place is clean and neat, it has great desserts and you get your money's worth. And don't scoff and say "I'm not going to Paris, capitol of the gastronomical world, to eat hot dogs!" Because I can assure you that when you are weary of snails braised in Gran Marnier, honeyed squid eyes with Romanian tripe washed down with $500 worth of Chateau Lafitte '08, the American Corner will seem like heaven.
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