I probably would never have treated myself to such an extravagant meal had it not been for my very good friend, Alana, who is also a connoisseur of fine cuisine and has a palate that would challenge most of the well-known food critics out there (whomever they are). We wanted to have a girls’ dinner out and wanted something that screamed “indulgence” but did not want to skimp on food quality. Not an easy feat with my dairy intolerance. so when I called up Spring and asked them if they could accommodate someone with a dairy allergy, and they said “oui” I squeaked with such joy, Alana told me I sounded like I had won the lottery. I NEVER would have EVER thought that such a posh restaurant would be willing to modify their whole menu just so I could eat there. (I later found out one of the reasons why they were so willing to accommodate).
Le Clan Des Jules
We found this fantastic little place on rue Brochant in the 17th. It has everything you would want on a cold dreary winter evening when you go out for dinner : warm colored décor, interesting and appetizing menu, friendly service, good wine, and a fun theme to the whole thing!
So the theme is a sort of tongue-in-cheek way of saying it’s a mob owned restaurant. It isn’t, that’s just the theme. From the vintage items strategically placed around the restaurant, to the 1920′s mobster machine gun racked up on the wall, to the bullet casings lined up on one of the shleves; even one of the menu items played into the theme : on the dessert menu the last choice was “Rien, le parrain m’attend 0€” (Nothing, the godfather is waiting for me 0€).
We were set in a cozy corner, and although when we got there were only the second table to fill, in about 30 minutes there was not a single table empty… (all French people, no tourists) and it was a week night! Thank goodness we reserved. I highly suggested doing the same if you want to head there for a meal.
Laurel Sanderson was one of the founders of the wildly successful Sugarplum Cake Shop and was the heart, soul, and sunshine of their tea salon… We were all sad when she left the Paris baking/eatery scene, but that didn’t last long! She’s baaaaaaack! And she has created her own little place that is full of her contagious and addictive charm and warm cheerful hospitality, serving up her fantastic recipes for lunch and brunch, and that amazing carrot cake she is so well known for.
After seeing the amazing David Hallberg dance the Sleeping Beauty prince… Chéri brought me to the Kong for dinner. We thought we would make a fabulous night of it and eat at what I assumed would be a swanky and chic address with amazing fusion food. (I had been to the bar for drinks this summer and had some grand illusions about dining out there).
So the swanky part was not to be denied. The place is prime Parisian real-estate. But the sparkle of all that was so tarnished by the down sides that it didn’t seem as fabulous as one would expect from an establishment that boasts presence in a Sex and the City episode. Continue reading
It’s Like New York has landed in Paris all of a sudden! (But suffice it to say that Paris is sweetly infiltrating New York as well). There are eateries and bistro joints popping up all over that have an authentic NYC/Brooklyn style to their charm. And frankly, I am not opposed since these two cities seem to have a little love affair with each other. Bagelstein is a lovely little franchise and can be found in several cities in Paris, and in several neighborhoods in Paris. It has arrived finally close to my work, which means I can indulge occasionally at lunch. Continue reading
This Fall and Winter, you may run into me at the Buvette Gastrothèque…
I stumbled upon this place which is located on one of my favorite streets in Paris, rue Henri Monnier, while I was heading to a Cleopatr’as Bling private sale at Sugar Daze Cupcakes just a few doors down. I stopped in my tracks as I passed by the open door. It was the ceiling that got me. A carved tin ceiling. a rarity in Paris. It’s more of a New York thing. And well guess what, this ceiling was made based upon the ceiling of the Buvette Gastrothèque in the West Village of Manhattan. Yep, the owners of the ultra-trendy-eatery-where-you-can-bump-into-famous-people spot in NYC have followed their hearts to Paris! Continue reading
So Summer seemed to end rather abruptly here in Paris, land of the grey skies. Buf before it did Chéri and I got in a fantastically fabulous brunch at a très chic address : 142 avenue des Champs Elysées. La Maison du Danemark, reknowned for their high quality fish and seafood serves up raw fish delicacies and lots and lots of salmon.
I thought it would be fun to sort of “bond” with my ancestral roots, and have a Danish treat (no not a fancy pastry), a real deal Dane’s dish of delicious! (Was that too much alliteration???) ;-)
Many of you who know me, know that I eat dairy free and that Chéri eats gluten free. We therefore find refuge and delight in Asian food.
When I lived in a little studio in the Belleville neighborhood we had a regular place where we would go and get our authentic fix. But since leaving that neighborhood it is less and less frequent that we make the treck over there for their amazing nems.
One of the places Chéri and I have discovered in our new neighborhood is this fabulous little Turkish restaurant in the heart of one of Paris predominantly Jewish quarters. And as I have heard, the story goes a little like this : Several kosher restaurant prospectors had tried to convince the owners of Seç to sell them the business, with plans to open a kosher cuisine joint there. But the owners stood their ground and now those prospectors are loyal and happy patrons of the place. It’s just that delicious! And popular. Continue reading