Preface: My friend R. the blogger insists we judge restaurants on not just the food but the welcome, décor, place setting, presentation, service, etc.
8.1 Accents, 24, rue Feydeau in the 2nd, 01.40.39.92.88, closed weekends (Metro: Bourse) has been open just 2 months and it's packed to the gills. Its carte is 3-3-2 so you have plenty of choices.
The amuse bouche was an ethereal combination of things I welcomed with my palate which I have no recollection of their contents (this after our charming waitguy, who spent 2 years in Nottingham, overhearing us talking, explained it all in Englisgh and French). Then my friend of longstanding here had a starter of celery rave, beaufort, ginger and pear and I had a terrine of gibiers with pickles and condiments. Then I fell asleep at the camera, forgetting to snap a pix of the pink canette with a carrot puree, cumin, ginger and salsifis. And I also missed the apple in apple mousse with cardamom and quince. Then the chef and out waiter sprung a surprise - two slices of heavenly sponge-cake made by the Japanese pastry chef that were over the top. I must note also that the bread was of the very best I've had.
It was Valentine's day so what better than a Saint-Amour which with one 2-course and one 3-course menu and 2 coffees, came to 104 E. dB level was 86 which was well dampened by some magic of interior design.
Part of the "total experience" was their logo which is very cool.
Go back? In a second.