My little chicken : it almost sounds like one of those funny terms of endearment that the French use. they often say « My little duck » or « my little bunny » or « my little cabbage » or « my little flea » to children. Women often call each other « my hen »… so this almost strikes me as the male version. But no, it’s not a term of endearment, it is a brand new rotisserie spot in the middle of the Batignolles quarter. It is their third address in France, and the first one in Paris. And it is a hit, especially on Sundays for that midday meal. Their first Sundy open they actually ran out of chicken! It seems the Parisians want their roast chicken and to eat it too. Mon petit poulet…it’s even great for those on a student budget! So you really can have your chicken and eat it too!!!