There are limitless gastronomic delights to find in Paris, however Cheval Blanc is its personal petite universe of culinary experiences: past the posh LVMH-owned resort’s rooftop brasserie, upscale Italian restaurant, and excellent three-Michelin-star Plénitude, their latest providing is a Japanese omakase spot. Hakuba—the Japanese translation of Cheval Blanc, or “white horse”—is all beautiful grained wooden and rice paper screens. It’s an intimate, minimalist house the place maximal consideration is given to each chunk, created in collaboration between chef Takuya Watanabe and the resort’s pastry chef Maxime Frédéric. To eat such contemporary, delicate sushi and sashimi is already a transportive expertise; the achingly lovely tableware, all handcrafted by artisans in Kyoto, will take you even additional.
Picture: Mickaël A. Bandassak / Courtesy of Clamato
There’s no higher place to be on a Sunday in Paris than slurping down a seafood platter at Clamato—in any case, oysters and different briny bits are one of the best treatment for a gueule de bois (hangover). The ambiance at Septime’s no-reservation next-door neighbor is laidback and low-maintenance, though the meals is top-notch and delivered contemporary day by day. The menu modifications in keeping with the sustainably sourced catch of the day, however latest delights included cockles doused in smoked vinegar butter and a bonito tataki with tamarind.
There’s just one rule at Mokonuts: order all the things on the menu. Admittedly, that could be self-imposed, however I’d encourage everybody who manages to get a reservation at this tiny, breakfast-and-lunch-only spot to observe go well with. I used to be first launched to the restaurant by my mentor of types, fellow life-style author Sara Lieberman, who lived close by for years; in homage, it’s turn out to be the place I insist on bringing first-timers each time I’m in Paris. It by no means disappoints. Moko Hirayama, one-half of the husband-wife duo on the helm, whizzes across the room taking orders, delivering ceramic plates of roast squab or silky corn soup topped with crunchy prawns (cooked up by her husband, Omar Koreitem), and dipping into the cellar for pure wines from France, Austria, and past. It’s her tireless vitality (plus her fluffy do-it-yourself bread and well-known miso-sesame cookies) that retains me coming again.
You don’t actually come to Chez Janou for the meals—basic Provençal fare like chou farci and moules gratinées—you come right here for the chocolate mousse. You’ve probably seen it on social media: a waiter arrives with what is actually a bottomless pot of fluffy and decadent chocolate mousse, scooping beneficiant parts onto your plate till you’ve had your fill. It’s a fantastic weekend brunch spot to hit with a gaggle of buddies (they’re open Sundays), the place you possibly can unfold out on the sunny terrace or snag a sales space inside to admire the retro Marcel Pagnol posters and candy-stripped lighting. Pastis lovers, take observe: they’ve a number of over 80 totally different manufacturers.
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