Chez Papa. Chez Maman. Oooh Lala. Lots of French goodness around these parts, and when I say goodness, I mean food. Jenny and Yuri met me at their favorite snack spot. It reminded me of the little hole in the wall bars that litter the backstreets of Tokyo. Just enough room for 10 people, and always jamming. Although it wasn’t nomi-hodai (all you can drink), these two lovebirds grabbed a meal and a glass of wine to calm themselves down. For some reason they were feeling all nervous and scared that the photos weren’t going to come out good, because like so many before them, they said, “I don’t photograph well.” I say ballyhoo to that! These photos rock!