One of the best restaurants in Paris is one that I have a hard time recommending.
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.
In spite of those two minor flaws, I’ve never not enjoyed myself, and the food, at L’Entredgeu.