Wine? You ask about wine. Take a look at this place - open Tues-Sunday, 10 am to 6 pm.
This wine bar and bistro with nine yards of character is located behind the covered Beauvau market, just off place d'Aligre. It's a source of wine en vrac, that is, from the barrel, which buyers carry away in their own bottles or in a plastic container called a cubitainer. This colorful place has the cracked tile floors, mustard-colored walls, and ancient zinc bar that virtually define the word bistro. A dozen different red and white wines are available for tasting. Get a glass of Sancerre or Beaujolais to go with your veal sausage and pan-roasted potatoes, and you'll stop thinking about restaurants with Michelin stars.
On weekend mornings during the season, a truck pulls up to the curb with oysters from Brittany, and soon the feasting begins, spilling out into the street. For 5 or 6 euros you get half a dozen shucked oysters and a basket of brown bread and butter. Buy a glass of wine at the bar inside and find a place to eat at one of the barrels on the sidewalk, or on the hood of a parked car. There is likely to be a brass band, singing, dancing in the street, and general merriment.
Markets of Paris by Dixon and Ruthanne Long
I actually like this mystery by Cara Black, especially since it mentions a lot of the places close to the apartment, like Place des Vosges, Ile de St. Louis, and Rue des Rosiers. It gives a real feel for the ancient apartments (without heat - it is November) and the story isn't too bad either.
I just ran across 
This small book follows the tastings of Jeanette and Georgette as they "stalk the sweet life on the streets of Paris." The way that Georgette (Joyce Slayton Mitchell) writes, you'd think she was a young blogger but she's written 34 books and there is a photo of a pair of middle-aged women on page 162 which I assume are the author and her sidekick "Jeanette". Though not slender they are nothing like the roadtripping Jane Stern so they mustn't be visiting 12 patisseries a day.
Last night we watched the documentary film about the Pere Lachaise Cemetery in Paris and it was worth its 95 minutes. It isn't a travel film but a study of people and burial customs, I guess you could say (they even interview an embalmer and show him touching up a beautiful corpse -- was she really dead?). Sure, they visit the tombs of famous people like Modigliani, Chopin, Marcel Proust, and Oscar Wilde but it is the relationship that living people have with these tombs that the director concentrates on. And, yes, it makes me want to go visit the cemetery, although it was filmed in the spring or summer when it was bright and sunny and when we go in March it is bound to be a bit grayer. I'm not sure that it inspired me sufficiently to read Proust's À la recherche du temps perdu but the 
For instance, you can learn about the 
And it is definitely 239 Reclamation Street that has the store with lots of baskets, just north of Waterloo Road.
