Backstory: Two weeks ago I suggested that a long-term expat here join me for lunch at a formerly "outdated café-bar" (according to Le Fooding) near Belleville renovated by the gang from the Brulerie de Belleville and Ten Belles. "No way," she said "I'm going to a bar for lunch, I want real food." I explained that the jdd and Le Fooding said it now served "brasserie food French style." No dice! So today I went alone.
4.0 La Fontaine de Belleville, 31-33, rue Juliette Dodu in the 10th, (Metro: Colonel Fabien), 09.81.75.54.54 (but no reservations), is open 7/7. The carte is pretty much soup and sandwiches with some charcuterie and cheese thrown in for good measure.
I started off with a plate of Bellota chorizo that was ultra thin and very tasty.
Then I moved on to a croque-monsieur that had sourced cheese and ham, making it high end, albeit not as much as sophisticated as that at Le Marloe.
The coffee, as one would expect at a brulerie, was especially good.
With two glasses of Bordeaux, two types of bread and no bottled water, my bill was 32.30 E. dB level was 88.3 (from Louis Armstrong and his era).
Go? If I lived across the street, which a dear friend did for many years, maybe after a tough day's driving, otherwise unh unh. Lots of English was being spoken (not just by Anglophones) and read (The Observer) and it's gay/lesbian and Bobo friendly
Mangling French Addendum: At some point the nice wait-person asked if I was disappointed (decu) in the sandwich and I, thinking she said pleased (plait), said "yes" which was honesty creeping past my ears and tongue. Oh well, at least I was amused.