Don’t feel too bad if you never paid attention in lit class. Here’s our simplified version of « A Tale of Two Cities » with New York standing in for London and a beefed up storyline.
Once upon a time, Parisians were growing tired of crappy 18-euro hamburgers that consisted of frozen meat patties thawed out, cooked up dry and slapped onto tasteless sesame buns that were probably bought in bulk and equivalent in quality to something you can find at your nearest Ed.
You’ve been hanging out at Chez Jeannette a lot, and waiters have possibly seen you too much lately ? Don’t worry. The team added a last – but not least – bistro to the family. It’s called Le Parisien, and now it’s happening on the other side of the Porte Saint Martin, Paris 3rd.
Mussubï’s logo looks like a stylish little pretzel. No, the graphic designer was not a nostalgic Bavarian : “mussubï” is the Japanese word for “to knot”. And the “omusubis” are the flavoured rice balls you will find in your bento at Mussubï – Japanese eat them as snacks, so they are kind of the Nippon version of pretzels. Tidy up in their own square of the bento box, Omusubis are too lovely, waiting politely to be picked up and bitten. To keep them company, no weiß wurst but little portions of colourful dishes – you can choose the meat or veggie option. Mussubï’s bentos change everyday and this Japanese cantine has become the feel-good routine of many neighbourhood’s workers, who just grab their bento away at the office- there is not much space inside. Until now, Mussubï has been opened for lunch from Monday to Friday, but the waitress whispered in a kawai smile that Mussubï’s boss Ms Ishizaka is already thinking of opening at nights, on week-ends and to deliver the bentos at home.
A layer of melted cheese covering a succulent deep fried pork cutlet, resting on a tantalising truffled vegetable omelette, atop a mountain of shredded sweet and sour cabbage, with a slathering of secret brown sauce…in a sandwich. Total debauchery. Pure …
The story of Rouge 58 started in Williamsburg, the hipster heart of NYC. Opened in 2010 by Munich-born Nadja Nebas, Rouge 58 was a gallery with programs that included exhibitions, movie nights, and fashion presentations, hosted by New York figures like Justin Miller or Prince Language (DFA records).
Little brother to Big Fernand, (burger atelier down the way), Little Fernand proves that two is usually better than one when it comes to all things gourmet. The jolly men behind the juicy burger joint are at it again, but this time, they’re serving up glorious hot dogs, which let me tell you, in this city, can be like an oasis in a desert.
A toy robot greets you at the window and savory aromas of street food and freshly squeezed juice permeates this cozy space. Can it get any better? With summer time in Paris, hungry hot-dog hopefuls need not search any further for authentic New York style food. In the hustle and bustle of Rue du Faubourg Saint Denis, H**** Hot Dog House has emerged as a junk food gem for early birds and late nighters alike with non-stop service (and perfectly planted near Parisian staple like Chez Jeanette). Patrons pour in fast and a line forms out of this bright, small shop, so to-go or grabbing a table street-side is your best bet. But, wait, I know what you’re thinking…Hot-dogs in Paris? Luckily for us, this heavenly hole in the wall gets it right. The classic can be assembled 3 ways: New York Style, À La Chili or Onions Confit wrapped informally in white paper. Real junk foodies will appreciate the fried onion garnish and desserts (donuts, muffins, brownies anyone?) Wash down the dog in American style with Budweiser, Root Beer or fresh fruit juice. Under 10€ for the biggest formula? Hurry up and get your hot-dog on!
Walk into this burger atelier and you’ll be pleasantly surprised- Michael Jackson and other 80′s reminiscent tunes hum above while you’re greeted by moustache-adorned smiles and berets. The latest creative take on fast food is catching wave in the Faubourg Saint Denis area and for good reason. Big Fernand is a unique up and coming gourmet burger spot- fast, fresh and damn tasty with a cool vibe that doesn’t try too hard. Still retaining a chic savor, this burger joint dons a warm atmosphere of down to earth deco with stone brick walls and large wooden tables.
When you think of Strasbourg St Denis, « chill » and « relax » aren’t exactly the words that come to your mind in the first place.
« L\Inconnu », « Jeannette » and « Mauri7″ are more likely to be the one you think of, along with « drink », « dance » and « total-mess-the-next-morning ».