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Posts Tagged ‘11th Arrondissement’
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The weather has long since turned in Paris, and the cool, crisp air is now the norm. Instead of fighting winter’s fury, I’m trying to embrace it, and there’s no better way to warm up than to take my pick of Paris restaurants and wedge into a crowded bistro for some homestyle French specialties.
Walking into Chez Paul on a recent Saturday night, I was greeted with the exact bistro experience I was...
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I’ve always had a special place in my heart for women chefs. While there are certainly a growing number of celebrated top toques of the female persuasion, it’s still a fairly male-centric culinary world. So when I heard that accomplished chef Florence Mikula opened her third Paris restaurant, I knew I had to go check it out.
Mikula previously owned and operated Parisian staples Les Olivades and the now-defunct Les Saveurs de Flora...
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Top Chef is as popular a television program in France as it is in the US, and as in the US, many contestants on France’s version of the show go on to open their own restaurants after all the media exposure. Such is the case for the Top Chef 2011 semifinalist, Pierre Sang Boyer, who just launched his first Paris...
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I’ve just had the good fortune of returning from a trip to Italy, where I got to meet the owners and purveyors of wonderful Ligurian specialties like Parma ham, Parmigiano-Reggiano cheese and Aceto Balsamico Tradizionale vinegar. I loaded up on as many vacuum-sealed and boxed delicacies as my Parisian bag could hold, because nothing could be fresher than these products so close to the source....
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Looking at the storefront of this pocket-size Paris restaurant, you might walk right past it, not only because of its size, but also because of the name posted above the door: “Chevaline,” which translates to “horse butcher.” This place was indeed once a horse butcher, but now it’s home to a great new lunch spot. Delphine Zampetti, last in the kitchen of Le Verre Volé, is putting her stamp on the place with a switch in letters—CheZ...
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I’ve had a lot of visitors in Paris lately, and my last one stumped me when it came time to pick a restaurant. She said she’s not into food and just wanted a nice atmosphere. I think life is too short to ever eat bad food, especially in Paris. So I needed to find a fun, middle-of-the-road Paris brasserie whose menu would be approachable but also palatable pour moi!...
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Sometimes I just need to step away from the foie gras served at most Paris bistros and give my taste buds a trip down memory lane, American style. Recently I stumbled upon the one and only barbecue restaurant in Paris, Blues Bar-B-Q.
This is a true-blue little diner, complete with vinyl chairs...
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I was looking to reconnect with some friends last weekend after we had all been traveling and running in different directions. It was Friday morning and we hadn’t made a plan for the night yet. We didn’t feel like an elaborate, multicourse French bistro dining experience, but a takeout crêpe wasn’t going to cut it either. That’s when we decided to try out Mojita & Bob, a Spanish tapas restaurant and bar on the trendy rue...
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I had a foodie friend visiting me recently, and I wanted to take her to a Paris bistro off the beaten path. Luckily there are many rising young chefs who are taking the rue less traveled and opening restaurants in some of the outer arrondissements. Not only is the rent cheaper, but the crowds can be more eclectic and open to straying from the more traditional beef bourguignon–type French fare. Le Galopin fit the bill on all accounts. The winner of French Top Chef in 2010, Romain Tischenko, is at the helm, making inventive cuisine in the
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I first visited Bistrot Paul Bert almost five years ago, and I’m delighted to report that little has changed since then—or even since the Girls’ Guide ran its first ode to this resto two years ago. (Guilty as charged! Just one visit is not enough.) Still packed, and as brash and belly-busting as ever, Paul Bert is one of my favorite Paris bistros. Facing several weeks away, I wanted to go for a last supper of...
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