This was my second visit to the branch of C'est Mon Plaisir that's in the 4th in an area flooded by folks who simply want a Berthillon cone; OK. I was there, that is, desperately seeking sorbet, myself, not so long ago.
Funnily, as the Brits would say, the only down-note was my starter, the bone-dry cuisses de canard in a sort-of sugarless caramel sauce (2.50 E supplement).
At the point of the mains, however, things made a huge uptick; wow. Madame, our downstairs' neighbor's barbue aka brill (4 E supplement) was as nice a product and as nicely cooked as one could wish; Colette's chicken on carrots was perfect, she "corrected it" with some salt, but I liked it as is/was; and my rognon de veau on a flat almond tuile (sweet) with blettes (Swiss chard ergo assertive) had a yin/yang essence that was one-of-a-kind.
The ladies had dessert while I watched and shared; the creme brulee was just fine and the macaroon with banana and praline, that I had enjoyed on my last visit, held up superbly.
With two bottles of wine, no bottled water, good bread and 3 coffees, our bill came to 146 E, thus 97.33 E a couple, which on a Sunday when there are no bargain "menus" or "specials" is pretty darn good.