Last month, I was in Paris for work for three days. It was one of those trips where all you see is hotel-conference room-restaurant-hotel-conference room-restaurant and by the end of it, you are shattered.
I did not envy my French colleague Denis who had to feed 65 people every night. This, apparently, is not very easy in Paris. Unlike London, where every restaurant is prepared to sell its soul to the evil that is corporate (insert country here), Paris just doesn’t do big groups. Or so I’ve been told. (If you’ve ever had dinner for 65 in Paris, please tell me where and if it was any good. We can always use more tips.)
All that being said, Denis booked us into two very interesting venues and while the food might not have been that sort of “I want to move to France and enroll in cooking school like YESTERDAY” type of experience, it was still pretty French. Which means, in my mind, pretty good.
34-36 Boulevard de Bonne-Nouvelle
Paris, France 75010
I managed to get my colleagues super-lost on the way here, despite my use of Google Maps on the iPhone. Let that be a lesson to all of you. Google Maps is not always the answer. De La Ville is large and airy and gorgeous in a slightly decrepit sort of way. But when you really survey the bones, it looks like an old manor house. Sweeping grand staircase. Gilt everywhere.