When Alexander Rash opened Serpent à Plume, urbane young things who dressed well and spoke with unplaceable accents flocked to its velvet banquettes and subterranean club, eager to bring late-night hedonism back to Paris’s well-heeled Place des Vosges. Now, Mr. Rash has given them impeccably decorated new digs to nurse their hangovers: Café du Canal, an outpost further up the Canal Saint-Martin that serves latkes with sour cream, hash browns, meatballs, matzoh soup, and egg sandwiches. It’s a Parisian take on an American diner—but perhaps one from a Hopper painting rather than a roadside stop along I-95. —Harrison Vail

Harrison Vail is the Communications Director at AIR MAIL