once in a while i become nostalgic for my life in paris. i miss every single detail that put together make paris so magical. i miss the beauty that covers every inch of the streets, the cobblestone streets, the sound of the french ambulance, the beautiful well groomed people, the language and the food. when nostalgia hits the only way to satisfy it is to find a french bistro where you can pretend that for an hour, just for one hour, you are back in paris. in philadelphia this can be found at rittenhouse square at the parc brasserie. every single detail from the yellow fiber braided bistro chair on the outside to the layout of the restaurant on the inside and most importantly the menu seems to fit the profile of being a french brasserie. from the outside, the restaurant looks quite small but stepping to the inside you'll be surprised to see just how large it really is. we managed to find a seat outside overlooking the park where people watching is at its premium. after ordering two gla