Frenchie is a tiny restaurant where is is very difficult to book a table. The clever people who own it opened another minuscule place across the street with bar like seating, where there are no bookings. You just turn up to 5 Rue de Nil, write your name on the waiting list and hover about, drink in hand, and wait for a space to be available. The street is very cute, and the wait makes for some very interesting people watching.
The original Frenchie
Frenchie on the other side.
The welcome mat.
The list.
In the street.
Our turn comes and we are in.
The food is mostly small plates to share. It arrives quickly and efficiently at just the right time, and most importantly, is absolutely delicious.
Our terrine.
Prosciutto and black figs.
Pear with pecorino.
Delicious salmon.
I forgot to photography the heavenly pear tart, we just ate it.
If you have read the last 2 posts, please note that these restaurants were not visited in one day. I have been in Paris for a week. It has been great, my feet are worn out from pounding the Paris pavements, but it is time to go to Bagni di Lucca. My next post will be from my lovely little village.