"I know a guy who knows a guy..." - La Belle Ferronniere, Paris, France
That's how the email started. "I know a guy who knows a guy that recommended a typical French Brasserie."My colleague was voted to be "party planner" (probably by me!), and he stepped right up to the challenge, as he always does. We had twelve colleagues who were ready to enjoy an evening outside of the Charles de Gaulle airport region, and wanted to spend some time in Paris proper. It's not necessarily an easy feat to coordinate for twelve people, but what a fun evening we had!It turns out that when you "know a guy who knows a guy (the owner of La Belle Ferronniere)", you get treated very nicely! We had excellent service from start to finish.I had requested a cheese plate, and man oh man did La Belle Ferronniere deliver! We devoured the various cheeses before I even thought to snap a photo. We did this while enjoying a few bottles of wine (I think there were twelve emptied in total - whoops!).When it came time to order dinner, in typical fashion, I surrendered my order over to our server. He asked a few vague questions, but seemed right on board with surprising me.
It was a simple dish of shrimp and vegetables - much needed vegetables at that point! It was not too heavy and full of flavor. Perhaps just a bit on the messy side! :-)None of my colleagues could pass up dessert either! I only ate half of my dish before passing on to another colleague to finish, but bourbon creme brulee with a Woodford Reserve on the side? Yes, please!
We had such a good time, laughing and chatting (and being obnoxious Americans). It was much needed after travel overseas and a couple of looong days of meetings!
As we were leaving, we were stopped at the bar to enjoy a shot "on the house". Oh boy...
We then walked a bit of the dinner off and enjoyed the typical sights of Paris.
It was a simple dish of shrimp and vegetables - much needed vegetables at that point! It was not too heavy and full of flavor. Perhaps just a bit on the messy side! :-)None of my colleagues could pass up dessert either! I only ate half of my dish before passing on to another colleague to finish, but bourbon creme brulee with a Woodford Reserve on the side? Yes, please!We had such a good time, laughing and chatting (and being obnoxious Americans). It was much needed after travel overseas and a couple of looong days of meetings!As we were leaving, we were stopped at the bar to enjoy a shot "on the house". Oh boy...We then walked a bit of the dinner off and enjoyed the typical sights of Paris.
It was a fantastic way to cap off a very busy week in the City of Lights / Love.Next stop: Barcelona!Cheers!Ker