Decor: Vive le Pub

All the world grows nostalgic at the thought of Paris' famed outdoor cafes and its deep discothèque caves. That is, everyone except the Parisians. In recent years, the young yé-yé set has been crossing the street from St. Germain-des-Prés's venerable Les Deux Magots and swinging into Le Drugstore for a short-order hamburger or a fairly auhentic banana split. What with its dazzling array of drugs, chewing gum, model airplanes and racks full of Playboy, the delights of Le Drugstore are inexhaustible. But now there is a new— and equally exotic— rendezvous: an English pub, inevitably called the Sir Winston Churchill,...

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