The Boulevardier

"Too many come to Paris and leave it with a memory only a dull blur."

— Oscar Odd McIntyre

"The entrance fee to this lifestyle was a bit of wit, some literary talent, and maybe a few francs to get you started."

— Brett F. Braley-Plako

"To be a boulevardier was—and is—to seek out and celebrate joie de vivre."

— Anistatia Miller & Jared Brown

"If they had any special characteristics setting them apart from us others, they were a liking for good food and wine and for dressing up."

— Louis Bromfield

"As a result, like many, I’ve passed hours at that bar engaged in friendly conversations with people from all walks of life from all over the world."

— Mr. Harrison Sr.

"And as I looked into her eyes and saw the truth gleaming there, I knew that my search too, like that of good old Brommy for the real French, had ended in the home."

— Ernest Hemingway

"These are moments when you realize that what seems normal to you is in fact special for lots of people."

— Aaron Goldfarb

"Like the object of our affection, we cannot get out of our head, Paris becomes ever more beautiful in the long moments between our hope in seeing her once more, and the sorrow we’d feel never crossing her path again."

— Georgette Moger

Harry’s Bar Boulevardier Recipe:

4 cl bourbon

3 cl Campari

3 cl sweet vermouth

Stir over ice until well chilled, strain into a chilled rocks glass over a large cube, and garnish with an orange slice.