J S
Google
This is an edited review because the previous edition was reported…by someone…😏
A noisy, cramped room with a defensive attitude to match.
When I gave the restaurant the opportunity to respond privately, I received a litany of defensive excuses — lectures about the “financial burden” of running a business, explanations about how “plates passing over your head” are part of the Parisian charm, and a tone that could only be described as condescending.
I experienced the same problems during my own visit. We were seated beside the bread table and the till, with a constant stream of staff, coats, and customers brushing past. It was impossible to have a conversation. Even after expressing my unhappiness before we’d taken our seats, no alternative was offered. Revenue, it seems, took precedence over customer comfort.
The food was inconsistent. My steak tartare was fine, but the pommes allumettes arrived stone cold and were sent back. Four thumbnail-width slices of baguette for £3.50, with just over a teaspoon of butter, felt almost mocking. Any “buzzing” Parisian restaurant worth its salt would be ashamed not to serve enough bread to soak up the delicious sauces they’re so proud of.
Having read the rave coverage in The Sunday Times my expectations were high. Unfortunately, what we encountered bore no resemblance to the “Parisian bistro buzz” they claim to emulate. It seems far more interested in defending itself than delighting its guests. If this is the Parisian experience they’re striving for, I’ll pass.
I’ve also included a short video showing the Sliding Doors–style table we were seated at, positioned right by the till — I would strongly suggest asking to be seated elsewhere if you value your sanity and your conversation!
Hopefully this review will remain. If not I’ll need to edit again I suppose.