From the wife of a Parisian – My Top 10 French Restaurants in the Capital
While Paris has our heart, London est la vie, it’s where we met, had our first date, bought our first home, and more. In the past 8 years we’ve been to a fair amount of French restaurants, all of my husband’s choosing, and I thought I’d make a series of our Top 10.
I’ll start with my favourite first. Don’t forget my France and your France may be different. Some people like the plush decor and seamless service. I love all that, don’t get me wrong. But I prefer the more authentic ambience, with rustic decor…that to me, is France. Either way, the food at all of restaurant in this series is on-point. I promise you that – it’s true with French cuisine, you’ll never be disappointed.
1. La Poule au Pot
This place is a little find in Orange Square, Belgravia. The exterior itself is something to gawp over. Tucked into the corner of a quiet square shared with lavish interior boutiques and award winning garden designers, the location itself is a hit.
That aside, it what’s inside that counts right? Or in this case, what’s served on your plate. Let me assure you, both are spot on. It only seems to attract locals, or those in-the-know, which is what I love about it.
You walk in and feel like you stepped into a time machine and been whisked into an old French country restaurant from decades ago. It reminds me of a French film I watched years ago starring Gérard Depardieu, My Afternoons with Marguerite.
The place is small, intimate, and super traditional. There are details and delicacies in every nook and cranny, with hanging vines, baguettes and wicker baskets to add to it’s authenticity. I know, this is a lot of descriptive spiel, but really, I love this place.
As for the food, its that understated French cuisine, yes that includes snails and rabbit (frogs legs and horse I’m not sure). But the menu is comprehensive and super traditional. I had the snails here and I felt like I’d been transported to Burgundy.
As for the expense, given the area, c’est pas cher. Meaning, it ain’t bad guys…delicious food, in a prime spot, with a splash of French culture thrown into the mix. There you have it, I’ve shared my secret. Now tell me yours…!
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