Zebulon in the 1st is not exactly the place one should set out to eat at when the gilets jaunes are in full anger mode at L'Opera or the C-E nor when a gas explosion occurs in between home and there; but venture down we did after I telephoned to make sure they were open.
We looked at the menu and carte and simultaneously said "pintade as an entree?" Yes, on a bed of mushrooms with a cooked cold leek beside. Very very smart. Then she had a deconstructed lemon tart, her 10th this week I reckon, and I had ice cream, chocolate, ganache and chocolate chips; both hit the spot.
With a bottle of wine and two coffees, our bill was 92E. Well worth the two taxi rides getting around the trouble zones.
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