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The Pâtisseries of Paris: A Paris Pastry Guide
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April 24, 2008 | Comments (22)

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I've been reading through a nifty, new guidebook to the bakeries, chocolate shops, and tea salons, called The Pâtisseries of Paris. This handy little book is full of great addresses and tips, and is just small enough to slip in your shoulder bag when hitting the streets of Paris, should you come to Paris on a mission for sweets.

I was surprised at how in-depth this guide takes you. Naturally, the usual suspects, like Ladurée and Stohrer, are in there. And chocolatiers like Jean-Charles Rochoux and Patrick Roger are always a stop whenever I'm on the Left Bank, so I was happy to see the nods toward them.

There's few places that aren't worth the trip. Such as Au Panetier bakery, where the dry cookies don't make up for the glorious art nouveau tilework.

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Vegetarian Restaurants in Paris
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April 19, 2008 | Comments (25)

This guest entry is from my friend Gideon Ben-Ami, who graciously stepped in and wrote this post about vegetarian dining options in Paris..Enjoy...dl


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A you can imagine, being a vegetarian in Paris can be a challenge. During my 5 years in Paris I've witnessed many die hard veggies succumbing to the sins of the flesh. The usual excuse is that it's just too hard (or the temptations too great) in the self-proclaimed food capital of the world. "I never ate meat till I tried the duck," one friend told me while another announced, "Technically I'm still a vegetarian, though sometimes I do eat steak."

If you're dining at a neighbourhood bistro, you'll probably get by okay if you eat fish. But if you're vegan, then you might need to smuggle in a nut cutlet or two under your raincoat as you'll soon get tired of munching on side salads. Unlike many other European capitals, restaurants here don't necessarily have a vegetarian option on the menu.

Paris does, however, have its fair share of vegetarian restaurants.
Are they any good?

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Le Violon d'Ingres
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April 6, 2008 | Comments (23)

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Christian Constant has a mini-empire of restaurants in the 7th arrondissement, taking over an entire side of a city block. On one corner is the Café Constant, bookended by his upscale bistro, Le Fables de la Fontaine. Violon d'Ingres was his high-end joint in the middle until he decided to go 'downmarket' and turn it into a more everyday dining experience. With linen table runners replacing the starched tablecloths and waiters shucking their Hugo Boss togs (which the menu duly noted), the food is some of the best in town and now it's more accessible to many more diners.

I had a terrific roasted Guinea fowl braised in a casserole, and learned an obscure new French word; "luttée", which I thought meant 'fight' (lutte), although here it meant a luting paste.

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Tips for Vegetarian Dining in Paris
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April 4, 2008 | Comments (21)

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While Paris is a meat eater's paradis, there are pockets of places that are vegetarian-friendly, or are completely vegetarian. As a sideline to my guest post Vegetarian Restaurants in Paris, here's my tips for dining out and getting by:


  • If you're looking for a typical 'Parisian' meal, don't limit yourself to bistros and brasseries. Nowadays, Parisian cuisine includes ethnic dining. There's excellent Asian, Indian, and Middle Eastern restaurants that offer lots of options. The good Indian places are clustered by La Chapelle, behind the gare du Nord, and the Asian places are mostly in the 13th. Couscous restaurants are scattered across the city. (L'Atlas is a favorite, and offers a lot of seafood couscous selections.)

  • If you eat cheese, crêperies are good places to go for authentic French food. Note that if you want a buckwheat 'crêpe', they might not know what you're talking about since they're called a galette au sarrasin; galette is the term for a crêpe made with buckwheat. Curiously, sometimes they'll call it a crêpe de blé noir, too. Check links below for addresses I recommend.

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    Romantic Restaurants in Paris
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    February 25, 2008 | Comments (26)

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    "Hmmm. Where would you send someone looking for a romantic dinner in Paris?"


    One of the questions I'm rather frequently-asked is for romantic restaurant recommendations in Paris.

    It's not that I don't go out to eat. It's just that I don't get asked out to romantic restaurants, so I wouldn't know. Most of the time, I'm lucky if a paramour plops a falafel in my hands on the rue de Rosiers or I'm sharing a nasty bowl of stag stew with sex writers and rugby players—which someone commented made me look kinda 'horny'.

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    chez Petrossian
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    February 18, 2008 | Comments (34)

    There's a debate in the blogging community, that some of you may not be privy to—or more likely, give a hoot about—concerning gifts from companies. I'm always reading these things on bulletin boards, such as...

    "I'm really conflicted. Mercedes-Benz would like to upgrade the S-class sedan they gave me last year with a convertible, but if I accept it, does that compromise my integrity?"


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    And I'm, like, "Dude, take the upgrade!...and kill the blog!"


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    Not that I'd want to be apart from you for too long. But if it was me, I'd take the car, go on a very long trip, and when I came back, donate the car to charity and start a new blog.

    (Reality Check Time: Figure out which of those previous statements isn't true.)

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    Pimandes
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    February 17, 2008 | Comments (20)

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    I don't know where they get these, and I don't really care. But if you stop in da rosa and don't pick up a bag of them, you're making a terrible mistake.

    These little dusty ovals of chocolate enrobe a Marcona almond tucked in the middle and there's just a touch for the smoky taste of pimente d'Espelette, the bright-red Basque chili powder that I like to sprinkle over everything from pumpkin purée to chocolate-peanut bark. Once I open the bag of Pimandes, it's assured that the rest will soon be history.

    To be honest, I wanted to show you the inside of one.

    Really I did.

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    Breizh Café
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    January 24, 2008 | Comments (38)

    When a British travel writer asked if I'd like to meet for brunch last week, he also asked if I could suggest a reasonable place for the article he was doing. So I put on my thinking cap, kicked off my slippers, tossed my funky pajamas in the laundry bin, showered and...get this...shaved!...and actually took a break from my project and got a few breaths of fresh air.

    Imagine that!
    (This is getting to be a habit around here...)

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    Le Brunch is indeed available at some places in Paris, but je deteste being around people first thing in the morning—and I'm not so fond of Le Brunch either. So we compromised on the more civilized hour of 1pm. Not much is open in Paris on Sunday, which our President is fixing to change, so I suggested Breizh Café a tidy corner spot specializing in galettes de blé noir, commonly known as buckwheat crêpes.

    This sparsely-finished restaurant is in the heart of 'bobo' (bourgeois bohemians) land, so there's no shortage of strollers or hipsters hanging out in this part of the Marais on Sunday. Once you get by all the posers skulking on the sidewalks peering in gallery windows, cigarettes perched in the corners of their mouth and the obligatory Sunday am dark glasses...(who unlike me, couldn't bother to shave)...it's a relief to find an inexpensive place to eat where the food is anything but trendy.


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    Because owner Bertrand Larcher is a true Breton, the Breizh Café focuses on the quality of the products and lets them shine, rather than trying to mess with the originals: there's no red pepper dust on the corner of the plate or twirls of squiggly sauces that have no business being there.

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    L'Entredgeu
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    December 4, 2007 | Comments (15)

    One of the best restaurants in Paris is one that I have a hard time recommending.

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    It's not that the food isn't consistently very good-to-excellent. Nor is the service anything less than friendly and sincere.

    One problem with L'Entredgeu is that it's way up in the 17th, pretty much away from everything else. That's relatively minor, though. The big problem for me is the name; it's almost impossible for me to pronounce—although my French friends have a bit of difficulty with it as well, so I don't feel quite so lame.

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    In spite of those two minor flaws, I've never not enjoyed myself, and the food, at L'Entredgeu.

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    Gluten-Free Eating and Dining in Paris
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    October 26, 2007 | Comments (5)

    Here's a few tips for those traveling to Paris, or around France, who are avoiding gluten.

    France may present more of a challenge than other countries, which was confirmed when I tried to find some tips online for gluten-free dining in France and turned up almost nothing

    So here are a few helpful hints that will help you navigate French restaurants and dining, how to deal with waiters, and where you can find gluten-free products in Paris.


  • Familiarize yourself with some of the natural foods shops in France.

    Well-known ones include Naturalia, La Vie Claire and Biocoop.

    Many carry gluten-free products and grains. Natural food stores here are some of my favorite places to shop anyways since they carry many regional, organic, and unusual products which are hard-to-find elsewhere in France. Biocoop is perhaps the most varied, although Naturalia has more shops.


  • Vegetarian restaurants may offer good options and be more receptive to special dietary needs.

    You can find a list here, or do a Google search. It's a good idea to call to make sure they're open before heading over since they come-and-go in Paris.

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    Mon Vieil Ami
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    October 25, 2007 | Comments (23)

    While I wait for my life (ie, my television and internet) to return to normal....(although I'd be happy if they'd just return. period)...I left my perch in the Wi-Fi equipped Place des Vosges long enough to have a really nice dinner at Mon Vieil Ami, that I thought I'd recount. I was going stir-crazy sitting at home and was so bored that I almost had to work. Imagine that!

    But since I procrastinated enough, which included scrubbing the knobs on my washing machine (yes, really...) and the ones on the oven too, then tackling a batch of ice cream using some leftover mascarpone in my fridge that had one day left on it, I am back in the Place des Vosges once again, sans chocolat chaud, but connected.

    What more could a guy want? Yikes...now that's a loaded question.
    I couldn't wait for my internet connection to return to normal, so I thought I'd offer forth a short, quick write-up of a great dinner I had last night. And judging from your very kind comments, I know 98% of you are sympathetic to my situation—and perhaps the other 2% are meanies, content to laugh at others' misfortune. So excuse any errors, mis-whatevers, and typos while the chill slowly creeps into my fingers here on this cold park bench. And since I'm sitting, need I say where else the cold is creeping into? Perhaps when I get home I'll take a chocolat chaud sitz-bath.
    With marshmallows, thank you ver much.

    (ha!...my first typo...)

    My dining companion hier soir from Los Angeles was missing vegetables after eating too many rich meals while in Paris, so she was thrilled with the menu offered at Mon Vieil Ami. My first course was roasted beets from the gardens of Joël Thiebaut (sp?...I'll correct the spelling later.) In the huge terrine buried amongst the ruby-red and golden beets were four well-caramelized, succulent, sweet-sour chicken wings, as well as some raw beets that had been shaved into ribbons, added for good measure. Why not?

    We both ordered the same entrée, which I love, since I hate to share.

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    Cafe des Musees
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    September 15, 2007 | Comments (10)

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    Located a few blocks north of the Place des Vosges, steps away from the hubbub of tourists clogging the sidewalks, is Café des Musées, which is a great new dining address in Paris.

    Chef François Chenel makes his own pâtes and smokes his own organic salmon, which arrives with a spoonful of crème fraîche, chives, and toasted levain bread. Both are also available, plus pre-cooked lobes of foie gras to take home even if you're not dining there. (Menu here.)

    We split an order of grouse. One of the great things about living in France is in the winter (which this summer felt like), restaurants often feature game like partridge, wild pigeon, and other fowl. The grouse was dark meaty-red, just as ordered. Alongside were triangles of braised celery root, a pile of dressed watercress and quetsches, Italian prune plums that were cooked until jam-like but as unctuous and sweet as I would have liked: I would've added a shot of port in the deglazing.

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    10 Insanely Delicious Things You Shouldn't Miss in Paris
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    August 9, 2007 | Comments (66)

    "We're coming to Paris!"
    "What's there to eat that we shouldn't miss?"


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    How about a pain aux cereales?


    If I had 5 centimes for every time someone asked me that question, I'd have...well...a couple of euros.
    (Or about 44¢, at the rate the dollar is plunging.)

    Still, I get this question frequently asked and while I'm usually organized (Can you say pastry chef?) with everything listed in the Category box to your left, I still kinda have to point folks there.

    And...hey, did you know that we're coming up my 500th post here on the blog?

    I was thinking of having some kind of contest with really cool prizes, like an all-expense paid trip to Tahiti...but then I thought some of you might balk at shelling out money on a nice trip for me. And to be honest, the thought of relaxing somewhere on the beach being surrounded by oily, lithe, tanned bodies with the scent of vanilla lingering in the air while listening to the sound of the surf isn't exactly paradise compared to all the treats I have access to below.

    Now is it?

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    So since I'm here in Paris, in lieu of paradise, and here's my list of Ten Great Things To Eat in Paris. Not all the ideas are new or radical nor are they in any particular order of preference. Some I've mentioned before and others are new. I'm not sending you in search of wasabi-carrot-pistachio-veal verrines topped with fennel-durian marshmallows or raw sesame-crusted tuna towers with filo triangles served on square plates with a dusting of dried porcini powder and a scribble of sauce in the corner. Instead, these are some tried-and-true places and things that I like to eat around town and confidently recommend to all visitors.

    And seriously, you shouldn't miss them if you come.


    1. Arabesque Macarons at Pierre Hermé

    I love les macarons and although I still think the classic ones at Ladurée are tops in town, Over at Pierre Hermé, he's always experimenting with unusual flavor combinations so you never quite know what you'll find here. But if you happen to be there and see pastel-orange cookies the color of apricot with a soft, creamy filling oozing out, hiding a nugget of crackly almond croquant covered with fine pieces of pistachio dust, I urge you to try one.

    Although each time I go in, the amount of filling seems to be increasing to the point of excess, I can't resist popping one in my mouth. And in fact, when I go in now, my favorite saleswoman there instinctively hands me one over the counter.

    (And people ask me why I live here all the time as well...)

    One tip: The shop on the rue Bonaparte is usually mobbed and it's difficult to see anything or linger. Head over to the Pierre Hermé shop at 185, rue Vaugirard, which is much more spacious. And while you're there, stop in at des Gâteaux & du Pain at 63, boulevard Pasteur; the pastries and breads are drop-dead gorgeous there as well.


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    Ce weekend à Paris
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    March 4, 2007 | Comments (6)

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    Taillevant & Le Cave Taillevant

    Last month I had a fabulous lunch at Taillevent, the recently-demoted three-star restaurant, courtesy of some good friends from the states. But if our lunch was any indication, I don't know who's plucking the stars. And at 70€ it's the deal of the decade: Three courses and lots of little extras. Plus they were very pleased to substitute any of the desserts which didn't appear on the fixed menu for the selection offered. And to make the lunch even more special, another recent guest kindly bought me a bottle of lovely champagne...what's not to get all starry-eyed over?

    But whether or not you can make it to Taillevent, the restaurant, you should definitely visit their wine shop in the main Printemps department store. Run by Alison Vollenwider, with the help of Stéphanie (aka la petite), this wine cave is one of the most interesting in Paris.

    Alison trained as a sommelier at Windows On The World with famed wine expert Andrea Immer, then worked in Bordeaux as a sommelier before settling here in Paris. Stop by and say hi—you'll find plenty of reasonably-priced wines, starting at less than 10€, and lots of good advice from Alison. She's friendly and knowledgeable...what more could you want from a caviste?

    What's that? You do want more?
    Then visit Alison's blog on the Taillevent web site.


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    Ever since I got my new espresso machine, I've been trying to learn as much about the complex art of making espresso as possible.

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    Paris Restaurant Round-Up
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    November 22, 2006 | Comments (9)

    I got a very cute message lately from a couple who had come to Paris and followed some of my restaurant suggestions. But it got to the point one evening here they were undecided where to go one night, and her husband said, "I don't care. Let's just go anywhere that chocolate-guy says to go!"

    I was glad to be of service, but I like being known as 'that chocolate-guy' just as much.

    But frankly, I don't go out as much as most folks imagine. I love going to my market, talking to the vendors, and coming home with something new that I've never tried before, like the chervil roots I bought the other day, which involved a rather detailed, lengthy conversation with the vendor.

    I mostly cooking all the fine things I find here and learn about. So when I do go out, I want it to be good...no, I want it to be great...and I find the best food in Paris is classic French cuisine; confit de canard, steak frites, and coq au vin. When you find a good version, I don't think there's anything more satisfying. Especially if it's accompanied by good friends.

    And, of course, a few obligatory glasses of vin rouge.


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    So here's a round-up of places I've eaten lately.
    There's a few you might to want to bookmark for your next visit, as well as one or two you might want to avoid.

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    Les Papilles Restaurant & Wine Bar
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    October 7, 2006 | Comments (4)

    Although not Michelin-starred, one of my favorite restaurants in Paris is Les Papilles. I have to admit that I rarely go there, since it's equally far from any métro station, and I don't make it over to that part of town very often. But when a friend called me about having a leisurely saturday lunch, I jumped at the oppoprtunity to revisit the restaurant.

    A few people commented when I first wrote about Les Papilles a few months back, and I mentioned the "Small portions". Well, I guess I had been there on a day when they handed out menus (it was a weekday), when I had ordered a tartine, an open-faced sandwich that I recall as being not-too-filling for my American-sized appetite.


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    When I returned for lunch on a saturday, they were offering one menu, which looked great (and since we had no choice), sat in anticipation of a great meal.


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    This first thing you notice about Les Papilles is the wine, and the place does double-duty as a wine bar. The window has boxes and boxes of bottles of wine stacked neatly, and as you walk in, one side of the restaurant is entirely devoted to wine and a few choice food products, like smoky pimente d'Espillete, chocolate sauce with sour cherries, and chocolate-dipped almonds, that are definately worth trying to pilfer...just kidding, no need to take the risk since they offer a small bowl of them with coffee.


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    Before you start, the waiter suggests ou choose your own bottle of wine, which arranged by region, and the staff are happy to help. Since it was sunny and brisk outside, and the menu was decidely autumnal, I picked a 2005 Sancerre from Domaine des Quarternons, which was crisp and full-flavored, with a hint of cassonade, or cane sugar. I knew it would be good with our first course, and I wasn't wrong. (It's hard to go wrong with white Sancerre, anyways.)

    We started with a velouté of carrots, served with coriander seeds, a creamy quenelle sweetened with honey, and crisp hunks of smoked bacon, which came alongside in an oversized white soup plate. Aside from the slightly-annoying bits of coriander and cumin dust on the side of the plate (why do places that serve nice wine use cumin with such recklessness?) the soup was lovely, and we were able to ladle out ourselves from the tureen the waiter left on our table.

    Our main course was a poitrine of pork, a centimeter-thick slab of braised then sautéed pork belly served in a copper casserole in a rich broth with young potatoes, mushrooms, black olives, and dried tomatoes. Off to the side was a brilliant-green dish of pistou, which had the intended effect of lightening up the whole dish, a wise counterpoint to the hearty pork and potatoes.

    Afterwards, a small, blue-veined wedge of artisanal Fourme d'Ambert cheese from the Auvergne was brought to the table with a poached prune and a swirl of red wine reduction on the plate, followed by dessert; a glass of panna cotta with Reine Claude plum puree on top, that we both licked clean.

    Completely sated, we left Les Papilles completely happy, with the rest of our Sancerre in tow, which the waiter gladly re-corked for us before sending us on our way.


    Les Papilles
    30, rue Gay-Lassac
    RER: Luxembourg
    Tél: 01 43 25 20 79

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    Free Falafel
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    August 14, 2006 | Comments (16)

    There's a little bit of a war going on here in Paris on the rue des Rosiers, in the Marais. The Rue Des Rosiers is the Jewish street, sporting several good (and a few bad) bakeries, a few chic clothing stores, but a string of fafafel stands and restaurants. The most famous, L'As du Falafel, is always crowded, and teeming with locals, who come for their Heeb-Hop (Hebrew-Hop, as we call it), and tourists, who've read about L'As du Falafel in their guidebooks.

    I always feel sorry for the other places on the street. There's often deserted, while the throngs of people line up at L'As in search of their falafel-fix. The only time they seem to generate any interest is when L'As du Falafel closes for the Sabbath, on Friday nights and Saturdays. But a few weeks ago I started noticing handwritten signs on the place across the street, Mi-Va-Mi, with slogans like "Taste and Compare", daring to take on the Ace o' Falafel, just across the street.

    Today as I stop by to get my weekly falafel, making a beeline for L'As, I notice a swarm of missionaries agressively confronting passers-by with plates brimming with warm falafel, followed closely by someone with a guest-check book, pen-to-the-paper, ready to take their order. The scene was curious, since the French haven't quite grasped the concept of 'Free Samples' (or competition). When I asked a French friend why anyone rarely offers samples, I was told "Because it's not 'correct'. But there's a guy at the fromagerie on the Î'le St-Louis who's making a killing offering samples to passers-by, mostly tourists, who get one taste of great French cheese, and invariably come in and make a purchase.

    Correct or not, that dude is rakin' it in.

    So although there's no such thing as a free lunch, especially in Paris, there's lots of free falafels to be had this week as the street is abuzz with people bearing heaping bowls of freshly-fried falafels. I don't know how long it will last, and the offer doesn't extend to those who've already purchased. (I tried to get one of the falafel-pushers to augment my half-eaten sandwich, but being très Paris, there's little interest in the customer after the sale.)

    And in an unlikely show of unity, as I was finishing up, I saw one of the fellows from L'As du Falafel pop one of his crisp falafels in the mouth of his main competitor, a woman who was offering falafels from Mi-Va-Mi. She stopped, took a taste, and nodded in agreement before going back to offering her falafels to all takers.


    So perhaps there's something to be said for the absence of competition.


    (Although I appreciate the presence of free samples.)


    L'As du Falafel
    34, rue des Rosiers
    Tél: 01 48 87 63 60

    Mi-Va-Mi
    27, rue des Ecouffes
    Tél: 01 42 71 53 72

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    Favorite Paris Restaurants
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    May 17, 2006 | Comments (24)

    Here are some of my favorite places to eat in Paris. This is not an exhaustive list, and I've mentioned many of my other top picks here on the site, so you can use the search engine to find them. And there's others on My Paris page here as well.
    I don't normally write up restaurants that I eat at here on the site since, to be honest, when I go out, I'd rather just enjoy the experience and not think about what I'm going to write about as I'm eating, setting up a tripod and taking pictures, and they giving you a play-by-play retelling of what-course-came-after-what-course.

    (Actually, the truth is, we're all usually having too much wine and too much fun to remember much, other than if I had a good time or not. I'd make a lousy restaurant reviewer.)

    Several of these are also not fancy places. Sure, many people come to Paris for fine-dining, and you can find many of those addresses floating around guidebooks and online. But sometimes you just want a big plate of vegetable salads instead of half a carrot garnished by a shredded basil leaf with a dot of saffron sauce. I've included a few stand-by, reliably decent restaurants in case you happen to be in Paris on a Sunday, when many places are closed.

    If you have some favorite places that you'd like to share, I'd love to hear about them since I'm always looking for new places to try and I'm sure others would too.
    Feel free to leave your dining suggestions in the Comment area.


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    Before you start, here's a few tips when dining in Paris:

    • It's always a good idea to reserve a table. Even if you arrive and the place is virtually empty, they like to know you're coming and you'll get a warmer welcome. Unlike the US, often you can call most restaurants that afternoon and get in easily. Hot restaurants, or ones that are fancier, you should call about a week in advance, or longer. Don't bother using email links on most restaurant's websites here since you're unlikely to get a response.

    • Don't be embarrased to order wine or water by the carafe. You probably think you'll feel like a cheapskate...but get over it. If you look around, most of the Parisians are doing the same thing. And yes, the water is safe to drink in Paris. Why do people keep asking that?

    • Adding a tip is not required, but in spite of what you hear, most people leave a little extra for good service. If the check is 28€, you could leave 30€ if you were pleased. Or if your meal is 95€, you could leave 100€. But remember that it's not required and if they don't bring you back your change, request it. I've had a few places pull that one (in Paris and in the US.) It's rude and presumptuous.

    • LIke anywhere in France, always say Bonjour or Bonsoir when entering a restaurant, and when you leave, say Merci. Preferably add a Monseiur or Madame along with it.

    • Many restaurants have 'deals' at lunch, or fix-price menus that are often a bargain. Some have them at dinner as well, and they're generally a good value.

    • Please, do not bring out your hand sanitizer at the table. Do your grooming in the bathroom.

    • No one has doggie bags, so don't even ask. (Although a friend of mine showed some cleavage and got one. Once.)

    • No one has ice, so don't even ask. (Ok, well, you might get one or two. Wear something low-cut if you plan to ask.)


    Rôtisserie Beaujolais 19 quai des Tournelles, tel 01 43 54 17 47. Grilled and spit roasted meats, and typical French fare. In the 5th. Avoid seats just next to the opening to the oven...it's très hot and they like to stick out-of-towners there, who they think won't complain. But I do since they invariably lead me to it. Open Sunday night.

    Chez René 14, blvd St. Germain. Tel 01 43 54 30 23. Great French classics. The best Coq au Vin in town, with a sauce as smooth as velvet. If you don't order the fix-priced menu, be prepared for a lot of food. It's quite an experience and the cheese plate(s) is/are insane. Dinner menu, approximately 40€. In the 5th. You didn't hear it from me, but there's a clear brandy digestive hidden behind the bar...with a snake in it!

    Cuisine de Bar 8, rue Cherche-Midi (M: Sevres-Babylon), tel 01 45 48 45 69, in the 6th. Open-faced tartines, or sandwiches, served on pain Poilâne, the famed bakery next door. Order the 12€ formule with a salad, tartine (I like the one with sardines and flakes of sea salt, or poulet with anchovies), a glass of wine or bottle of water, café and a spiced cookie. Very casual yet chic. And friendly. No reservations...lunch only. If the wait it long, they'll often pour you a welcome glass of wine.

    L'As du Falafel On 34, rue des Rosiers in the Marais (M: St. Paul), closed Friday night and Saturday for the Jewish holidays. The best falafel anywhere! Join the crowd clamoring at the window. A dive & definitely a must...decent frites as well. One dining room is non-smoking. No reservations.

    For something vegetable-oriented, Chez Marianne in the Marais at 2, rue des Hospitalieres St. Gervais, tel 01 42 72 18 86. Come here for decent Mediterranean salads. You choose a combination plate of 4, 5, or 6 salads. This is a good address to know about if you're craving something without a lot of meat. Perfect with a bottle of house rosé. Approximately 20€. Reserve, or wait for eternity. Can be a bit smoky, but open every day and night.

    Chez Omar is one of my favorite restaurants in town. Specialties are couscous and they have excellent steak and French fries as well, but I always have the roasted lamb, or méchoui d'agneau. Very lively, no reservations. Open daily for lunch and dinner, as well as Sundays. If you go for dinner, be prepared for a wait after 8:30pm. Don't let any Parisians cut in front of you! A simple shove with your shoulder, followed by a very apologetic "Oops! Pardon" is usually all it take to get them to recede. Do it firm enough and you'll only need to do it once. Trust me. Moderate prices, which do seem to keep climbing each time I go. In the 3rd, at 47 rue de Bretagne. (M: Temple or Arts and Metiers)

    Another great couscous place that's less-hectic is L'Atlas, with fine Moroccan food. Feathery light couscous and savory tagines. Skip the first courses. Not fancy nor too pricey considering the fine food and gracious service. DIne in the lovely tiled dining room, or outside in fine weather. Located at 12, St. Germaine des Pres. Vegetarians will love the large selection of seafood tagines. Tel 01 44 07 23 66 (M: Maubert-Mutualité), in the 5th.

    Bistrot Paul Bert 18, rue Paul Bert, tel 01 43 72 24 01 (M: Faidherbe-Chaligny) Out of the way, but definately worth going to. I love this restaurant. Some of the best desserts in Paris too. Offers a 3-course fixed menu for 32€. In the 12th.

    Les Papilles 30 rue Gay-Lussac, tel 01 43 25 20 79. Wine bar and light, 'market-fresh' food. Menu approximately 30€. In the 5th. Small portions, but cheerful staff. (Update: Follow link...I stand corrected about portion sizes!)




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    March 23, 2006 | Comments (19)

    My love of all-things from Brittany are best exemplified in the buttery, caramelized Kouign Aman (sometimes spelled 'Amann', for those of you with your trigger-fingers on the 'Send Comment' form) that typifies the glorification of salted butter from Britanny.


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    People that come to Paris commonly request something more famous from Brittany when they ask, "Where can we get a good crêpe in Paris?"

    Although crêpes are available on just about every street corner, most of the young folks who make them (when they're not rioting and burning down the city) don't really give a cul de rat (rat's ass) about the quality, any more than the kid flipping burgers at McDonald's care about creating a fine specimen of America's Favorite Sandwich.

    In the area around the gare Montparnasse in Paris, there's a plethora of crêperies since the trains departing and arriving from that station go to Brittany and the immigrants set up shop there once upon a time. In an area crowded with crêperies, the only one that stands out is Josselin. It's noisy, bustling, and lots of fun.
    In the area around Grands Boulevard, there's fun crêperies run by Arab folks who fill them with crumbly feta cheese, spinach, spicy merguez sausages, and olives.

    But the best crêpes in Paris is Crêperie Bretonne, in the unlikely area of 11th arrondisement, near the Bastille. I prefer crêpes made with blé noir, buckwheat flour, although buckwheat crêpes are generally called galettes rather than crêpes.

    (Er...unless they call them crêpes blé noir, kinda like saucisse vs saucisson, if you remember that conundrum...which I don't care to revisit.)

    On a recent visit, I had a classic galette enclosing a find slice of jambon de Paris, grated gruyère cheese, and a softly-fried egg resting in the middle waiting to be broken to moisten the whole thing. The galette was crisp at the edges and had the earthy taste of real, freshly-ground buckwheat. We had bottle of one of my favorite ciders, Val de Rance, brut, of course, which is the driest of the fermented apple ciders. For dessert I had a simple galette smeared with salted butter and a puddle of honey, warmed by the galette. The desserts are so delicious the women at the next table had two crêpes for dessert and they waitress gladly brought her a big jar of confiture de lait to pile on a volonté, as liberally as she wished.

    Josselin
    67, rue du Montparnasse
    Tel: 01 43 20 93 50

    Crêperie Bretonne
    67, rue de Charonne
    Tel: 01 43 55 62 29

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    Paris abounds in cafés.
    (In spite of what you might hear.)

    There is one on each and every corner. In your quartier, you'll have a favorite, your place to hang out you affectionally call ma cantine. You go for the camaraderie and the ambience. Sometimes the food is good, sometimes not so terrific. But that's not the point. You go since it's close by, the patron greets you by name, and the wine is drinkable...and promptly refilled.


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    With the weather still chilly and damp (which hasn't thwarted the hordes of people protesting new government work proposals this week in Paris), those of us with cabin fever (who are protesting the outdoors until the weather becomes more hospitable) find that cafés become the perfect place to hang out and watch the world go by...and beats staying indoors after five long months of grey, dismal weather, when you just can't take it anymore. In addition to the strikers, there are other signs of spring everywhere: tiny blossoms on the trees, long underwear being tossed out of windows (well, maybe just mine), and the optimistic glimmer of sunshine every now and then peering through the grey skies.

    Going for a walk, I like the idea of stopping for lunch in a café since the food is generally simple, modestly-priced, and decent. And with a petit pichet of red wine, the afternoon does drift by rather pleasantly. But most often if you order a salad, it's terrible. A few tired, leaves of wilted lettuce, the omni-present mustardy vinaigrette, tasteless tomatoes, and green beans so limp you can forget any final money shot.
    Then there's the final insult: a spoonful of canned corn plopped smack in the middle of the whole mess, impossible to shove aside.

    And don't get me started about the pile of rice that's too-often plunked down on la salade Niçoise. They should bring back the guillotine for whoever came up with that brilliant idea.

    And please, allow me to be the one to release the handle.

    While wandering through the 6th arrondisement this week to visit a favorite fromagerie in the area, we decided to stop for lunch at a café I'd heard about, passed by several times, but never sat down for a meal. The menu, frankly, never looked exciting enough to make me want to eat there rather than another favorite lunch spot in the neighborhood.

    But we sat down and since I had reservations that night at Le Meurice, the swank restaurant in the Hotel Meurice, I wanted a salad. Scanning the menu, I noticed an entire portion devoted to French Fries, les frites. My interested picqued, certain they were à la maison, made in-house. So with little convincing, we ordered a plate to share. I decided on the salade œuf mollet, whose brief description didn't do it justice.


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    When the salad came, I was thrilled to find it practically perfect. Each bite was a wonderful revelation of textures, contrasting salty bits of meat and croûtons with the perfect ratio of crispness to tenderness. Fresh lettuce leaves topped with enormous lardons, cubes of smoked bacon fried extra-crispy with just a bit of fat to bind the pieces of succulent pork together. Mixed in were cubes of brioche, perhaps tossed with butter or bacon fat then toasted until crisp and toothsome. (Have I used the word crisp enough?) Moistening everything was the soft-cooked egg resting on top. Once split open, the runny yolk invaded everything, melding all the crisp (!) ingredients into a gorgeous and exceptionally tasty lunch.

    And the frites? No bad at all. They would have benefited from an extra minute in the deep-fryer (What's up with that? Does anyone really like soft French Fries?) but they were very good and fresh. After a sprinkle of fleur de sel from my friend Susan's stash, they disappeared tout de suite.

    At the next table the waiter set down The Most Magnificent Croque Monsieur In Paris (it's a favorite of mine so I'm in a position to know.) The version at Le Nemrod is served on a jumbo crusty slab of pain Poilâne, topped with a smear of béchamel sauce, then a few choice slices of ham and cheese. It arrives at the table still sizzling, the smell of soft, caramelized cheese bubbling away. It made me want to summon up a little bravado and ask for a bite. But I kept my attention digging into my salad but made a mental note to order that next time.
    And there will certainly be a next time. Any takers?

    For dessert we strolled a few blocks to Sip, a corner cafe specializing in house-made ice cream, but I had heard about their hazelnut paste-infused hot chocolate and was anxious to give it a try.


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    It was good, not great. It wasn't too thick, nor too thin. It was pretty to look at and went down rather smoothly.
    I loved the interior, a 70's palette of pink and grey. Lots of chrome and mirrors and perhaps the goofiest clock in Paris. And being Paris, there was just a smidgen of attitude from the server.
    As anyone know who lives here, the fun is learning how to win them over and get what you want (...if you're lucky!)

    Back in the drizzle, I headed home, stopping by the pharmacy for a tube of La Presure (more about that later), which, due to my accent, they kept thinking I was asking for la pleasure.

    Which I already had that day.

    Twice, in fact.


    Le Nemrod
    51, rue Cherche-Midi
    Tel: 01 45 48 17 05

    Sip Babylone
    46, Boulevard Raspail
    Tel: 01 45 48 87 17

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