5.0 Restaurant 24, 24 rue Jean-Mermoz in the 8th, 01.42.56.24.94, closed Saturday lunch and Sundays (Metro: FDR), is a place our guest who is in the biziness asked me how I'd discovered. Now this is a common question, usually asked with a frown or eyebrows raised or fingers crossed. "Oh I saw something on the web, then Rubin gave it a rare 3 hearts, so....." It has the by now standard gun metal grey exterior, luxe interior and a carte whose prices exceed my budget - but the menus are affordable - 28 E for 2 courses, 32 E for 3 at lunch.
The restaurant started off on two wrong feet; our friend had ordered a glass of white wine and it came straight from the frigo with a refrigerator taste plus the daily menu, printed a few hours before, already had a substitution - a beet salad replaced the gravlax all three of us desired - Colette bravely and grumpily ordered it saying "two vegetarian entrees, not good." Our friend asked for her wine to be replaced and then she and I ordered the asparagus. But first came a refreshing but blah gazpacho. And then unexciting asparagus - but wait - Colette got salmon, after all. Our friend said the equivalent of "wha" and negotiated another order of salmon and we soldiered on.
All three of ordered the daurade royale with artichokes, which were boring and the poached peach was much the same.
Our bill with a bottle and 2 glasses of wine, a small bottled water, good warm bread and butter and 3 coffees was 168 E 3, thus 112 E a couple.
Go? Not until I hear some rave reviews other than Mr. Rubin.