Good food, good fashion: Monoprix!

Last night after traipsing around most of the day, we chilled out in the hotel a bit before heading back down to the Latin Quarter to hear some live music at Le Caveau des Oubliettes. What an awesome experience.  Naturally the "cave" didn't open until 10pm and music didn't kick off until 10:30, but I was glad we were there early to get a seat, as it were.
When the doors opened, we descended a winding, narrow staircase to a medieval type cellar which I'm assuming at one time perhaps held wine or coal?  Regardless, it was tiny and it was barrel shaped and once the house band got on the acoustics were amazing.  The lead singer was so talented and the band was so tight: it was such a great treat.
People continued to pour in and we were sharing a tiny table with two other couples and people were lined up the stairwell just to listen.  The place was jam packed and everyone was into it.
It was a neat place to go because, unlike the slightly higher rated Caveau de la Huchette, there was no cover here and while drink prices were somewhat high, it was absolutely worth it to listen to some wonderful jazz and funk.
After the house band left the stage they opened it up to some amateur acts, trying to cut their teeth.  They were also great, but they were nervous and it was interesting to watch them feign bravado roughly five feet away from a teeming mass of people crammed in to a very small space.  Totally great night, possibly the highlight of our time in Paris.
Today we went to see Le Corbusier's Ozenfant House in the 14th Arrondissement which was cool.  What was interesting further, was that when we researched the house when we returned, we learned that initially it had two peaks and skylights, but at some point the roof line was levelled and a roof top deck now exists there.
After this we walked over to the 3rd and took a brief respite at the Place des Vosges where we referred to our good buddy Mr. Steves' recommendation as to where to eat for lunch.  Again: he did not steer us wrong as we ended up at Le Marche where Michael had salmon penne and I had an omelette.  This marks the third epic meal that we've had in Paris: sushi; crepes and curried chicken; and today's meal.  The food here - that we have been eating at cheap cafes, no less - trumps almost every meal that I've ever had in Vancouver.  Michael is actually concerned about our return because we've been so fortunate to experience the cuisine here.
I will further add to this that, to save money, we have been picking up food at a supermarket called Monoprix so we can eat cheaply for breakfast and lunch or dinner, as eating out in Paris isn't incredibly affordable.  The surprising part of this find is that the "packaged" food at Monoprix is really and surprisingly good. 
Monoprix also has clothing (yes: I bought clothing in Paris at Monoprix).  We were on the Metro back from La Defense yesterday and I was admiring this woman's beautiful orange corduroy blazer and lo, I saw it today at Monoprix, so there.
And I'm going to roll my new jeans up like they do here.
And I might also take up smoking.
Tomorrow we're off to Bruges where I will wow them with my sophisticated Parisienne sense of style, no doubt.