Le Bistrot du Dome in the 14th was one of the first places we ate at after buying a flat in Paris; we'd read a rave review by Patricia Wells in the International Herald Tribune and agreed with her. I'm so obsessed with going to new places, I never have time to revisit the old ones, but tonight I had to speak nearby so it seemed logical. It looked much the same as 25 years ago; was jam-packed; and had elevated its prices bit by bit (example, the wines which have the same price, are now 26 E not 19).
Neither of us wanted big dinners so Colette ordered a gazpacho (the best she's had in a month) with small grilled shrimp and a green salad and I had two lovely solettes cooked in butter and turned out cooked but not over-cooked and thus tough. We finished our meal off by sharing an almond tart with apricots.
Our bill, with a bottle of Pouilly Fume and no coffee or bottled water, was 80.40 E.