In Paris, you have a house.
Six bedrooms, one long table, a quiet passage in the 11th. Yours, for the time of a stay.
We leave you the keys.
You arrive on a Friday evening. The wood creaks the way it does in real houses. The kitchen smells of the coffee we set up for the morning. Someone goes up the mezzanine to pick a room, someone else lays out their glasses on the long table. The stay begins.
Maison Beslay is 154 sqm in the heart of the 11th, reimagined by an interior architect into a real family home. Six bedrooms, seven bathrooms, and at the centre, the room that does it all: the kitchen, the long table, the living area, the lounge corner.
Not a hotel: there is no front desk. Not an Airbnb: someone has been thinking about you before you arrive. A house.
It is the table that makes the house.
Everything starts here. The kitchen and its island on one side. The long table in the middle, twelve to fourteen seats, no extension needed. The living area set back, with its sofas. The lounge corner a little apart, for whoever wants an armchair.
In the morning, coffee gathers around the island. By midday, the table becomes a meeting room. By evening, dinner happens, and the conversation drifts to the sofas. The whole house breathes around this one room.
Six bedrooms, doors that close.
Three bedrooms on the ground floor, three on the mezzanine. Each one with its own bathroom. A seventh, accessible to guests with reduced mobility, completes the ground floor.
Everyone has their own door, their own bed, their own shower. That is the condition for an extended family to actually enjoy a weekend together — and for an executive committee to actually focus.
A family. A team. The same house.
Everyone under one roof.
Wedding anniversaries, Paris weddings, year-end celebrations, holidays with the grandparents. The house you were missing to gather the fourteen who matter.
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Executive committees, strategic offsites, team retreats. The long table by day. A team dinner by night. No one else in the house.
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No front desk, no check-in. A door that opens, a house that smells right, things that have been thought of for you.
A welcome note
A wine from the neighbourhood. Fresh viennoiseries on the morning of your arrival. Specialty coffee. A note to tell you where things are.
Someone on the line
A booking to make, a transfer to set up, a recommendation to ask. One direct contact, available throughout your stay.
Whatever else you want
A chef for dinner. Breakfast delivered every morning. A transfer from the airport. Laundry handled mid-stay. A la carte.
For those coming to work
A large screen with wireless connection, fibre guaranteed, a flipchart, a professional coffee machine. And the assurance that you will not be interrupted.
The Paris of Parisians.
Passage Beslay is a discreet carriage door between République and Oberkampf. Not a tourist neighbourhood. The Paris where Parisians actually live.
On foot: a café you would not want to leave, a baker who saves you on Sundays, the market, the Canal Saint-Martin to end the day. The Marais a quarter of an hour away if you want the postcard, without having to sleep in it.