Fame isn’t hard to find, if only you’d seek it out.

Walking the streets of Paris, past the Forum de Halles and in search of Bruno’s and G. Detou, My friend and I came across a resturant named after me. Well, my name is Ozoz. A lot of friends and colleagues call me Oz.

The resturant is actually called Cafe Oz, but due to the ingenuity of my friend V, she was able to make it spell out Ozoz. Fame, Fame, Fame.... in Paris

 If you spot my name anywhere, do let me know.