ABSTRACT
When the patron of a Paris bistro is a native of Lyon and his wife—who does the cooking—comes from Les Landes, then you may be sure that the quality of both the wine and the food, simple though they may be, are of the best. That is what you will find Chez Joséphine, an unpretentious, friendly bistro in a rather out-of-the-way district of Paris, half-way between Napoleon's tomb and the Gare Montparnasse.
