bistro

By Alexander Lobrano A really excellent recent meal at Le Flaubert, which was originally called Le Bistrot d’a Cote when two-star Michelin chef Michel Rostang first opened it thirty years ago, got me to thinking about the impact of the internet on restaurant writing. To wit, the only reason I had

By Aexander Lobrano So there are two things you need to know right away about Les Arlots, an excellent new bistro near the Gare du Nord in Paris. The first is that this tiny place is going to become very popular, so if you want to go, please pause now, pick-up the

By Alexander Lobrano Paris without Benoit, a wonderful old bistro on the edge of the Marais that’s been in business since 1912, would be almost as unimaginable to me as Paris without the Eiffel Tower. Why? Though I’ve occasionally had a bone or two to pick with Benoit through the

By Alexander Lobrano Chardenoux has always been a very good bistro. This is saying a lot, too, since it’s also one of the very rare restaurants with which I’ve had a long and consistently happy relationship during the more than twenty-five years I’ve lived in Paris. Oh, to be sure,

On my way to meet Bruno and some friends for dinner the other night, I was in sort of a bad mood. An old college friend had called for a chat just before I went out, and it had been terrific to catch up with him until the talk turned

For many years, Le Bistro de Breteuil has been a very well-liked restaurant in the silk-stocking 7th arrondissement due to its lovely location overlooking the Place de Breteuil, its charming sidewalk terrace for al fresco dining in good weather, and most importantly of all, its perfectly decent good value prix-fixe

By Alexander Lobrano Though I don’t like its name, L’Hedoniste, because I find it smug (per the Merriam-Webster dictionary, hedonism is the doctrine that pleasure or happiness is the sole or chief good in life), I would still heartily recommend this friendly, lively and very good-looking bistro on the northern

The only things that would unfailingly draw me out of my warm lair on a wet night in Paris are the possibility of eating really good food and spending time with a favorite friend, so on Wednesday I bundled up and headed off to the 10th arrondissement for dinner with

Restaurant Frederic Simonin, photo by Francis Amiand By Alexander Lobrano After a very long train ride back to Paris from Munich, volcanic eruption oblige, it was a delight to go to dinner at the new Frederic Simonin restaurant near the Place des Ternes in 17th arrondissement the other night. Not

Alexander Lobrano Though it took forever to get to L'Agrume, which is an address that completely flummoxes anyone who's as committed to traveling by mass transit as I am, the dinner I had there last night was, as they've been saying here in France for a very longtime, well worth