I go to the flea market in St Ouen to look for old cameras and expired film. But it’s also a great place to see all the different walks of life from Paris’ extreme social scene. At the top of the ladder you’ve got the aristo-bourgeois crowd acquiring Louis XV furniture at the indoor antiques markets; the thirty-something bobo set paying way over the odds for mid-century designer chairs and formica tables; the banlieusards from the Neuf Trois getting kitted out with the latest sneakers and hoodies along the rue des Rosières; then at the very bottom you’ve got people trying to scratch a living selling second hand food at the Carré des biffes at Porte Montmartre. It’s an eye opener for sure.

One of my favorite resturant in Paris. Order some cheese and a glas of nature wine.

As someone who grew up in Israel, Israeli kitchen holds a big place in my heart and stomach. In New York, and in London (and Paris, I suppose) it's not the easiest food to find. And when you find a good Israeli run kitchen, you're going to lick your plate clean - promise. I inhale a Miznon pita faster than any other food. It's fresh and it's delicious and it's made with love.

Cité de Trévise is impressive for its quietness in the heart of 9th arrondissement of Paris. Trees, a fountain and beautiful architecture, the perfect place to spend some time.

Homemade soba and delicate sorbets.