7.5 Qui Plume La Lune, 50, rue Amelot in the 11th (the old C’Amelot site), 01.48.07.45.48, closed Sundays and Mondays (Metro: Oberkampf or Filles du Calvaire or St Sebastien Froissart) is the third great Japanesy meal I've had in as many weeks.
Why do I say Japanesy not Japanese or fusion?; well, I've got a whole essay on the topic coming up; also for starters, the carte had items such as a "sushi" foie gras, salmon takati, green tea crusted lamb and Japanese vegetables and our waiter was definately of Asiatic origin and the chef, Jacky Ribault, who in addition to coming through the great houses of cuisine, see Taillevent, also did a stint at Shozan.
The place's decor is odd, nice odd, but odd: plain bleached brown tables and chairs, a goofy sculptured chandelier and the place's original stone walls - and they play American Big Band and Big Singers' music. The menu is simple, sort of, about 8 plats (no entrees) and about the same number of desserts; two plats or one plus dessert or cheese for 33, two plats plus dessert or cheese = 43, and two plus cheese and dessert = 53 E (there is a forced choice lunch formula at 23 E however.)
The amuse-bouche was a veloute of garlic with a bed of pureed chestnuts, on top of which was a small piece of nicely toasted bar, topped with a blette leaf. Very minimalist; one might say Japanesy.
My friend and fellow food-blogger R. who is abandoning me for England and a woman after 40 years of the sweet life here, ordered minimally because he has a series of farewell lunch, afternoon and dinner fetes - first he had the takati of salmon with veggies and herbs; and I had scallops with lots of greens and herbs - and a center bowlette of apple sorbet, and oh, two rose leaves - wonderful.
Then he had the turbot with scallions and veggies and I had a "canon of" lamb with a rich sauce and lots more veggies of the winter-spring type. At about the end of our second course an elegant Asiatic lady in an elegant pair of culotte shorts came in with vases of flowers presumably for the dinner service - classy.
The desserts all sounded good and we were tempted by the rhubarbapapa, a rhubarb/barbe a papa combo, but instead went for the more mundane granache (moelleux really) in a sauce with (not mundane at all) avocado slices on top. I thought that was it but no.....
a plateful of tartelettes - lemon, strawberry, etc.
With super bread and a nice bottle of wine our bill was 112 E.
Any problems?: yes, the coffees for a place of this rank, were dreadfully weak and watery and our stiff-backed but nice waitguy on his first attempt at a check, overcharged us 10 E (two instead of one 43 E menu).
Go? Absolutely - this place is right up there with Kei and Sola - great spring so far, eh?
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