Paris rarely stops moving. It hums, glides, flirts with time. But somewhere between the grand façades and hurried footsteps, there is a place where the city exhales. That place is Delano Café.
Paris rarely stops moving. It hums, glides, flirts with time. But somewhere between the grand façades and hurried footsteps, there is a place where the city exhales. That place is Delano Café.