Set in a 19th-century townhouse, this design-iest of design hotels comes care of architect Vincent Bastie and interiors shape-shifter Sarah Lavoine. But style, mercifully (and all-too-rarely for Paris), doesn’t come at the price of good service.
Forget trendy ‘hoods and up-and-coming ‘burbs: Le Roch (pronounced “Le Rock”) is bang in the middle of town – two minutes from Pyramides Metro and a 10-minute walk from the Louvre. And that, frankly, is where a lot of your money is going here. Still, for a petite pied-a-terre with easy access to downtown Paris, there’s likely no better address.
A cultured but low-key crowd. And, judged by the steady procession of Champagne going upstairs on room-service trays, a fair number of holed-up honeymooners in one of four Indulgence suites with their own in-room hammam.
Inventive but not up-itself, 30-year-old exec chef Rémy Bererd’s indoor-outdoor restaurant has become a local destination: the menu is precise and unfussy, and the à la carte breakfast is seriously good (even the coffee doesn’t disappoint). The underground spa and pool make Le Roch an outlier in Paris.
I’m supposed to say it’s all very Instagrammable, which it is. Even so, Lavoine’s design mercifully doesn’t succumb to the glib Insta-baiting you find in other hotels. Fans of fellow Parisian designer India Mahdavi’s brightly coloured velvet furniture will feel doubly at home here.
The pool, obviously – a rarity in any city centre, but especially in Paris. The location comes pretty close: the Tuileries are 10 minutes on foot, as is the Opera Garnier.