7.1 Clandé, formerly Clandestino, 8 rue Crozatier, in the 12th, 09.80.68.08.08, closed Sundays and Mondays (Metro: ahem, Reuilly-Diderot I guess) is under new chefs: the diminutive Japanese Chiho Kanzaki, ex-Mirazir and Manresa (Los Gatos) and the hefty Marcelo Di Giacomo, cooking French food that is pretty damn good. I first ate at Clandestino in the fall of 2012, when it was supposed to be a "pop-up" and my several meals there were never short of terrific; ironically, no longer a pop-up but a well-decorated establishment, Clandé will move in April to the Left Bank.
My friend, a former food critic in Paris, started off with a velvety soup of vegetables and I had a stunning soup-like egg, cream and lentils with chorizo bits.
My friend then chose the bavette, beautifully undercooked, with creamy polenta, and I had a spectacular risotto with mushrooms.
Before dessert, our gracious wait-guy, who was serving the entire room, took time to brush our table off with what looked like an artisanal brush and dustpan, but no, it was from BHV - beautiful. And our quince dessert, which we were not charged for, was equally as beautiful and divided into two cups.
Our bill, with a bottle and 2 glasses of wine, fine bread and outstanding coffee, was 100.50 E.
Go? Absolutely, once the music was turned down it became dB tolerable, and the food and service were wonderful.