I credit most of my culinary success to my adopted home, France, where I have studied the art of patisserie — and eaten a lot of it, too. But, while my love of French cuisine knows no bounds, sometimes I need a break from it. So living in Paris’s second Chinatown, Belleville, suits me well. Here, I can pop down to the corner shop to stock up on Asian essentials and rustle up a supper without an ounce of butter or cheese in sight.