6.1 Le 116 (the name, Le Fooding says comes because "to the Japanese ear, the pronunciation of “116” in French (“cent seize”), while stressing the final syllable, sounds a lot like “no losses” in Japanese!" - why that explains anything I'll leave up to you), because its not at #116 but #2, rue Auguste Vacqerie in the 16th, 01.47.20.10.45, closed weekends, (Metro: Kleber) and it has just opened next to its bigger brother Pages, and is already was jammed full at 12h20. It is organized chaos, but fun chaos, the giant ardoise chaotic, elbow-to-elbow 25-35 year olds in identical grey suits and white shirts without ties. It's a madhouse.
I tried to figure out how it worked and started with a plateful of gravelax the first bite of which was over-salted but the rest OK; then a big bowl (domburi) of rice on the bottom with sliced cucumbers, shredded carrots, sprouts, lovely salad greens and crispy fried chicken with ginger.
I ordered a glass of "Gama Sutra" ha ha, but they were out of it, but the substitute, plus these two dishes, no bottled water, bread, or coffee resulted in a bill of 35.50 E.
Go? As fun as it was, I think once is enough.