5.0 Le Réciproque, 14, rue Ferdinand Flocon in the 18th, 09.86.37.80.77 (ignore the one in Le Bonbon, it's his mobile), closed weekends (Metro:Jules Joffrin) has settled into the place previously occupied by L'Oxalis, L'Histoire de.... and numerous others since I moved in nearby and a friendly neighbor spotted the change of direction and chef several weeks ago asking "could this be?" So, it had to be. On approach the sign clearly says "Adrien & Sylvain, who turn out to have been two student pals at Ferrandi. The place has undergone a great change, of decor and menu and really looked promising.
The warm bread was terrific and along with the cold soup of basil and croutons set us off on the right foot. Neither of us wanted the menus (19 E for 2; 23 E for 3 course) and went for the 33 and 35 menu-carte. My friend dug into his haddock with salad and shaved parmesan and I said "so?" "Not bad," he said "not bad (in the American sense), but not great either, You?" "Ah" said I, eating the lentils with bacon bits (lard) and hard-to-locate foie gras, "the same I'm afraid."
Next my friend had the quasi of veal rare with a circular mound of eggplant, zucchini and tomato, I think, both delicious; and I had fillettes of duck, ordered blue with carrots and cherries, which were without standing but without fault. We finished up by sharing a custard of mirabelles that was in a pressed square making us suspect it was not housemade, but Adrien said it was. OK.
Our bill, with a bottle and glass of wine and no bottled water but one coffee, was 105 E. Noise level 84.4 dB once I asked for the speaker above me to be turned down.
Go? In the block where the Table d'Eugene lives, it's a tough go.