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Paris Eats: Chez Denise

When people talk about the food being fantastic in Paris, it’s not just at the fancier restaurants.  As I mentioned in my other Paris post, our lunches were mostly fast food – or at least their version of fast food.   That meant crepes, grilled sandwiches, quiches that had fresh ingredients and lotso flavor.  You know, the exact opposite of Arby’s here in the U.S.

But what about the restaurants in-between?   How was the food at normal neighborhood restaurants that didn’t cost un bras et une jambe?   (That’s an arm and a leg to you and me)

I’m glad you asked.   Or I asked.   Whatevs.

The last time I was in Paris I had a great meal at Chez Denise, just north of the Louvre near Les Halles.   I had read about it in a New York Times article that came out a couple days before I went back then. Great timing.

I knew I wanted to go back to it and it just so happened we had plans to be in that area one night. Great timing, part 2.

Chez Denise is clearly an old-school place with zero pretense. It’s loud and lively with tables that have diners packed together like sardines.

denise table

You’ll notice that Mini-me is holding a glass of wine. It was offered, but he chickened out.

Speaking of sardines, the décor may not have changed since the 1970s

Denise art

 

Mini-me was originally facing that picture and he asked I switch with him.   He was in utter disbelief that it would be displayed in public like that.    The little prude.

Perhaps even more shocking to him was the men’s toilet, which definitely hasn’t changed since the 1970s.

Denise toilet

 

 

What We Ate

There weren’t any menus there, only hand-written chalkboards.   That’s always a good sign.   (Damn right that pun’s intended) 

denise menu

 

What’s a French dinner without some foie gras?

denise foie

 

 

I had the Onglet de Boeuf, which I originally thought was hangar steak topped with sautéed shallots, but it may have been flank steak. Doesn’t matter, it was amazing.

denise onglet

 

Boom Boom had the haddock

denise haddock

 

It was a bit salty side, but still good.   Mini-me had the most amazing salmon dish which I, of course, can’t find a picture of.

One of the girls had Brochette d’onglet de Boeuf, which was also excellent.

denise shish

 

Those religions that forbid people from consuming pork often refer to it as the meat of the cloven-hoofed animal.   I wonder what they’d say about eating pied de porc – the actual cloven hoof?

denise pied

 

I had it last time and it was dynamite.    My other daughter ordered it this time around.  It’s a pain in the ass to eat, but the tenderness and crispy skin made it all worthwhile.

And of course, no meat-laden meal would be complete without some frites…

denise fries

 

Ok, more than just some

 

What We Drank

While they had a bar and several other options, there were a few barrels of Brouilly so it seemed that was the way to go.   Although it’s part of Beaujolais, this wine was nothing like the usual fruity and light wines of the region.  It was still easy-drinking, but had more than enough heft to pair well with the beef.

 

Being in that place – with the old décor and lively atmosphere, mingling with neighbors, drinking house wine, and eating great food – really gave me the sense that this is what dining in Paris is all about.

So yeah, not only was a mid-level restaurant good, it was freakin’ fantastic.

 

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4 comments on “Paris Eats: Chez Denise

  1. the drunken cyclist
    May 9, 2016

    I have always said that you really have to try hard to eat poorly in France. It can be done, but you have to work at it. And no Couscous restaurant? One of my favorites….

  2. Go Jules Go
    May 9, 2016

    I don’t even know why I click on your posts. I can’t take it. I’d be willing to lose weight just to fit into your suitcase. I’ll take Mini-me’s wine! (And I can’t end this comment without confessing to my snort over the ‘good sign.’)

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