Marilu F.
Yelp
Quaint little breakfast and brunch stop.
I had had this bookmarked for ages given the beautiful photos I saw of the goodies here, so of course when in Jacksonville, I just had to go.
My companion and I stepped in, and well, this place certainly looks Instagram worthy. Very colorful and lively! But how was the food?
Well, they had a vast menu greeting you upon arrival, and my companion who is French immediately goes, "This isn't authentic French food."
Nevertheless, we ordered and we were quite pleased with our selections. You know just don't call it French food. This is more of an American take on French food.
As I wasn't starving for once, I chose a salad. La Palette was it, and it consisted of warm goat cheese on toast, prosciutto ham, sundried tomatoes, fig, balsamic glaze, and mixed greens.
Admittedly the portion surprised me. It was quite generous. I didn't think I'd be able to eat a majority of it, but I was mistaken. I had most of it minus the bread. I feel this is a salad I will find myself randomly craving.
The sad part in all this is I live two and a half hours away. Sigh. It'll definitely be something worth grabbing when back in town, but who knows when that will be.
As for my companion, he had a French baguette sandwich, whose name I forget. I'm inclined to say L'Atlantique, but I wouldn't stake my life on it. Its distinguishing features were tuna and arugula.
At any rate, it surprised me that my companion ordered this given the tuna. He is a notorious seafood hater and somehow inhaled this.
All in all, Le Petit Paris exceeded my expectations and my dear Frenchy's, too. You know minus this being French-American food and the killer squirrel up front.
Seriously speaking, if you eat outside, be careful with your food as there's a squirrel that is dying to pounce on food. It made me wonder if the squirrel was on something.