Ok, keep reading to learn something about me that not many people know.
I do hope you weren’t expecting anything too exciting but my secret is that I love the places lots of other people dislike. Dislike intensely even. You could even say that if there is a well known, slightly clichéd restaurant, drawing very mixed reviews, I will love it. Please don’t hold it against me.
My love of the Parisian brasserie Bofinger provides us with an excellent example. I love everything about it. The decor, especially the domed ceiling. The ambience. The show the waiters put on. The food (whilst I have to admit that not every meal we’ve eaten there is worth writing home about, they’ve always been decent). The history. The service.
Last time we were there, we arrived for lunch without a booking. We were happy to wait at the bar, drinking champagne, until a table became available.
We enjoyed an excellent meal – main course only – and we loved watching the show that can only be viewed in a Parisian brasserie at lunch time. When it came time to pay the bill, we realised that we’d not been charged for our glasses of champagne. We pointed this out and our waiter investigated. We were very pleasantly surprised when he returned to inform us that our champagne was on the house.
I’m always surprised when I read poor reviews of Paris’ Bofinger. We’ve enjoyed every visit we’ve made – and I’d happily go back tomorrow!
Until next time – au revoir.