5.5 Tellus, 4, rue du Mail in the 2nd, 01 40 20 40 04, closed weekends has a bargain forced-choice menu at lunch for 15, costs about 30 a la carte, but Francois Simon paid about 50 € pp with wine without desserts or water or coffee. I went with two of my favorite friends who, like Colette and I or is it me?, have a long-distance relationship, but we always try to meet up here.
Two of us started with the rabbit rillettes (without fat it said) - quite good - while two of us had the cocotte of ecrivisses and mushies with a terrific sauce that both of us wiped clean to the waitperson's delight with the quite nice bread.
Then one of us had the flying thing, what was it? looked like a chicken, but wasn't. Anyway, the other two of us had the civet of sanglier with oldtime veggies (super).
We did have dessert: again two had the same thing, the moelleux which was OK and the odd man out, had the brioche with chopped apples or pears (I never got to sample it).
The bill: I dunno, my one (oldest) pal insists he owes me til eternity for some small kindnesses I paid him in the 1990's and refused to even discuss splitting the check. But the approximate costs can be figured out from the above.
Go? Well, as Simon sez, there's nothing transcendent, nothing unforgettable, but it's honest well-done food, to which I add that if I worked near there I'd take advantage of.
PS The feeble attempt at humor in my title (Tellus, please do) was a response to my ignorance at what Tellus means/meant - and I clean forgot to ask them.