Le 975 in the 17th is out of almost everyone's way but when I read about its design months ago, I thought this was a serious place and two visits have confirmed that. The wait-staff is terribly welcoming (Ok two of we American-born bloggers wrote it up enthusiastically a month ago) and we were treated to glasses of a great white wine and extra excellent mise en bouches of a veloute of onions with punchy bacon slices.
For mains, two of us had the plat du jour (13 E [lamb shoulder with tapende and lentil "salad"] alone, 16 E with a mise en bouche and a Café gourmandise - whooey!); Colette had the lieu jaune (pollack) with a mousseline of brussel sprouts gratinated with parmesan and - it's fall folks - so I had the tourte of perdreau rouge (partridge) stuffed with foie gras and what I assume were mushed abbats of which, with a rich rich sauce of grey shallots. Everyone's dream came true.
The Café goumandise was a tower of biscuit, chocolate and caramelized sliced banana.
Our bill - get this - was 120.50 E, but if we were itemizing it like my mother at Schraffts's, one of us owed only 16 E and one 24.50 E.