too trendy, too incensed to be honest. Like what, you should never rely on his a priori ... The Frenchie, really deserves. And not just because you have to start three weeks in advance to reserve a table in the evening. No. But because it must accept to lose in the open trail, between the Nile and Fishmonger. Slalom between deliverers tissue Des Forges, in alleys embarrassed Truck insensitive to your culinary emergencies, to finally lead to the famous face "bistro-dont-all-the-world-talk ..." .
And finally happened because the door stubbornly refuses to open ...
But once inside, that's good: the room is cozy, you are greeted with a smile (si!) and - surprise divine - on a large mirror extends a selection of wines that unmistakable south not: Nile Street, Richaud and Senate hold the upper hand. You can find even the very confidential "It's like C" Palacios ... The glass! He might play the modest
the iconoclastic owner has good taste .. .
the iconoclastic owner has good taste .. . "The wine I do not know!" says Greg Marchand (pictured with his trophy Fooding 2009), refining his "Shepperd's pie" . "So I choose to serve ... And I let myself be guided. Advisor. All these, they are met ..." And beautifulmeetings ... In glasses, a signed Rasteau Elodie Balme sharpens the taste buds. Grenache and Syrah all alone on the slide "Beetroot Salad with orange juice and hibiscus" and "Cabbage Soup Pontoise chutney apple kimchi. strange dialogue between North London and suburbs Paris, the colonial India and South Rhone Valley .
Between mouthfuls, we take a look through the kitchen window where Frenchie activated alone.
D them "carrots and olives bream purple" slide already the hatch ...
D them "carrots and olives bream purple" slide already the hatch ... "Do not miss the chocolate pot ... A simple cream with fresh lychees. A delight!" We glide Sophie, the waitress- blogger that was known in another life in Omnivore .
A marvel, it was confirmed. So, after leaving the restaurant, an hour later, we promised to return quickly. Maybe one night this time ... And then you feel a little lost. There is even a few seconds to realize that one is not beside the Thames, but in the open trail. At the heart of Paris. Yes, definitely, at this French- there is an exotic lunch in town.
The Frenchie , 5 rue du Nil, 75002 Paris. 21/25 euro single menu for lunch, 31/35 the evening.
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