I met a girlfriend for lunch in the Marché des Enfants Rouges, the most charming covered market in all of Paris. Hidden at the corner amidst the sumptuous Moroccan food vendors and freshly picked strawberries, Au Coin Bio was the perfect place to commiserate over our failed love lives and enjoy a scrumptious salad and vegetarian galette (a savory whole-grain or potato pancake).

While sitting in the midday sun and munching on nutritious organic carrots, we both tried to forget about our horrendous dates last night. She has been trying her luck on a dating website targeted toward young, normal people who are not creepy (OkCupid, The Village Voice calls it “A favorite hangout for internet goers”). Her blind date ended up taking her to a basement venue where French 20-somethings do the Lindy Hop, an American swing dance that is apparently having a revival (amongst pretentious Parisian youths). After the series of awkward and sweaty Jazz-Age dance moves, instead of offering to buy her a beer, her date said, “No, you don’t buy drinks here–they’re very expensive.” So this OkCupid website turned out to be more like OkMimbo/OkComeDanceWithMeInASweatyBasementAndBuyYourOwnDrinks.

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