This cafe situated in Paris' left bank is famous enough to have its own Wikipedia entry.
I have to admit that I went through this existentialist phase when I was in my early 20s. I read a lot of Sartre and Camus. Therefore, having a glass of wine here was a bit of a big deal for me.
They brought us salt and vinegar chips with our wine.
I have to say that Paris is underrated. It's better than everyone says it is. Oh, sure, the mopeds are noisy and the traffic is a mess and there's dog poop where it shouldn't always be... but it is beautiful in its use of space.