I love nothing more than recommending a restaurant. I have lists that I check against other lists that I check against Zagat scores and local paper reviews and internet rants and raves. The dorkiest part of it is this huge hanging file system where I have clipped out restaurant articles from Bon Appetit, Food and Wine and Gourmet for the last four years. It’s divided by state or country or section of the world. For example, California is one folder, but all of Africa is another. You’ll notice there are no labels on it because its all color coded and I know the colors by heart. The first yellow represents the southwest and the purple in the middle is New York. Duh. I know, what could be nerdier in the food world? No I don’t arrange my kitchen tools alphabetically. My dad and Felix are big business travelers and I’m always trying to set up a good food itinerary for them. Problem is, being on business means you are so tired and jet lagged that you're always about to fall asleep in your fois gras. Yet now, Adam, my food blogging friend, is off to Paris, not for business but to eat! I did this over the summer in London with my dad and I made a small mistake. We tried to visit too many rich muti-course meals in too little time. We went to Jamie Oliver’s Fifteen and Tom Aikens and Moro and my liver was like pate by the time I came home. I went into detox and didn’t feel the need to eat for three days. So next time I’m going to devise a list that won’t put me at risk for a heart attack. Some lighter places maybe. But if I were going to Paris next week, this is where I’d want to eat, taking consideration of a budget, of course:
Little bright bistro, menu chances daily, “gift to those on
a budget”, piperade, cannelloni stuffed with lamb and eggplant, heard a rumor they
have a $37 prix fix
Gem of a neighborhood place, “low budget eating doesn’t have
to be a let down”, menu written on a blackboard, classic bistro.
A few restaurants have recently come out focusing on one
ingredient: apples for pomze. You can have a tasting of ciders! www.pomze.com
amazing bakery, breakfast or great midday snack. www.maison-kayser.com
La Cerisaie- 70 Boulevard Edgar-Quinet,
011-33-01-43-20-98-98, (9th arrondissement)
Just 21 seats, no printed menu, no reservations, recent
buzz, but a secret until now
it’s noisy and smoky but it’s supposed to be
the place to find out what they young avant-garde chefs are doing.
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Yo, gimme me the lo-down -haha, that was a play on words right there. Get it - play...double whammee. BTW what do you think of the tapas bar Siberia? My parents went tonight and left me at home to eat frozen pizza. Not to mention I saw ANOTHER bad movie. After that pokemon marathon i watched the entire music concert of yatta, the worst band in history. Peace,
Charles
Posted by: Charlie | December 10, 2005 at 09:39 PM