La Bourse et La Vie in the 2nd has only been open 40 days and already has a loyal following, largely French locals says Marie-Aude Mery Rose; the carte is simple, well, it sounds simple, like one might have had in a country bistro in 1953, but is anything but, having been updated and tweaked, as my oldest French Friend who derives from 1953 will testify. Colette and I ate with her today and her younger brother joined us for coffee after a lunch cabinet meeting at which subjects such as (whoops, I'm not sure I have high enough security clearance to relate; I held just Secret in the USofA and that was before the CID and FBI and Nixon's Enemy List.)
First off, of course, a bit of sparkling wine (offered), then M-A M-R's signature giant fougasses; then a platter of leeks vinaigrette and a platter of beets and smoked eel; yum!
Then Colette had the superb raie Grenobloise and our long-standing French friend, their famous pot-au-feu with tete de veau, whose bouillon alone is worth the price of admission. I had the (unpictured) crispy-(d/t buckwheat)-skinned quail that really didn't need the lemon-butter it was so wonderful to pick up (hey I'm American) and eat off the bones.
Finishing up, the four of us ably handled the chocolate mousse and lemon tart, both of which seemed better than ever.
Our bill with 1.5 bottles of wine, no bottled water but great bread and 4 coffees, was 150 E for 3 or 100 E a couple.