On the train to work each morning, I squeeze my Kindle with stubby fingers and read the NY Times like it's a lifeline to home. Rarely does the Times strike a false note but today, as I read a story about Paris restaurants, I bristled at the comparison between Canal St Martin and New York's Lower East Side. The LES? Seriously? News flash - ALL the interesting neighborhoods and food in NY are in the outer boroughs, mainly in Brooklyn and Queens. It would be more apt to say that Le Verre Volé resides in Paris' equivalent of Williamsburg, Red Hook or maybe even Gowanus.
Le Verre Volé is a wine bar with very good food. Matter of fact, I was more impressed with the eats than I had any reason to be. It was described to me as a great place for inexpensive natural wines and side snacks like charcuterie and cheese. Far from the truth. I did love the wine - our bottle arrived sporting a small inflatable jacket to keep it cool - something I've never seen. However, the food more than held it's own. Both the bulots (sea snails) above and the carpaccio de lieu jaune (coley fish?) below were amazing.
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