My readers may remember that I met my Canadian husband while I was a graduate student in Paris, many years ago. Back then I did not have fatal food allergies and had the good fortune of being able to eat out in restaurants.
This was our favourite place to eat in Paris. Le Baribal is a neighbourhood place. Nothing fancy. Just good French food that you could depend on and an atmosphere that was unpretentious and "real". It is on the Rue de Vaugirard in the 15th arrondissement, near l'Institute de Pasteur. Funnily, there were no tables and chairs set up outside yet although husband said it was very warm and sunny when he was there last week. In Paris, I remember cafe tables and chairs always being set out starting in the month of March.
Our favourite aperitif - the kir. The obligatory olives to go with the aperitif, of course.
Our favourite meal there was the l'escalope de veau au sauce roquefort, toujours avec haricots verts et pommes sarladaises. Twenty years later, the menu has not changed! Although husband had given up meat and cheese for Lent, he made a little exception during his short trip to Paris. For old times' sake :)