Backstory: A month or so ago two of my loyal followers wrote to note to me that they had just had a superb meal at L'Escudella and I should go. I was taken aback - how could I have missed it. Quickly I researched it; it opened a year plus ago, I reread the Figaro review and recalled that it sounded from the name and items offered to be Spanish (tapas, Catalan, etc.) and wrote it off. But I went when they reassured me that it was French, albeit influenced by border-cuisine.
8.0 L'Escudella, 41, ave de Segur in the 7th, 09.82.28.70.70 (Metro: Segur or 28 bus), closed weekends.
I entered way early, (nowadays I can't tell if I'll be early or late) and perused the wine list, knowing that one of my guests always has white wine, his husband red, and immediately saw "Pourquoi Pas" - how can you not order that - and it was quite good).
After we'd ordered, they set down three rolls of crab rolled in seaweed with chop-sticks - heavenly!
They do have tapas in addition to entrees, and one us craved the Waguy beef chorizo - ever heard of such a thing? - well it itself wasn't spicy but with some hot green peppers it was terrific; my other friend had sliced beets with crumbled hard egg on top which normally I'd avoid as blah, but this was super yummy.
One of us had the poitrine de porc which usually I find too fatty but this was "best of show" and my other friend and I had the special of the day - pintade that was simply scrumptious and came with mashed potatoes which normally I find take'm or leave'm - these were special.
All of us were satiated at this point but agreed to shared a Paris-Carcassonne which was one of the best takes on Paris-Brest I've ever had.
With another bottle of wine and three coffees our bill was142.50 E or 95 E a couple. dB's = 82.2
Go? Reserve now, the place is Spring-size tiny.