Personally, as an Australian student living out of home, not a lot. But who knows, you might actually have a job. Regardless, next time you’re in Paris and you have a spare bucket of Euros, I suggest you head to Ralph’s on St Germain. Just don’t order a burger.
I frequent burger joints, that’s right, I’m a burger bar fre-quen-ter. I bloody love them. So much in fact, that I actually dream up ways of making my own perfect burger (times of which I’m sure I’ve got damn close). So it goes without saying, I was blown away when I happened upon this Tuck Shop.