Game season is a special time in Paris restaurants, with gibier à plumes (wild birds) arriving in late Autumn and gibier à poils (hare, boar or deer) turning up in the early winter. For those who aren’t quite sure how to play the game, we’ve compiled some resources to help guide you through the forest of options.
Our coverage of the (largely uncovered) 2011 Salon du Chocolat, including the all-chocolate lingerie show.
In the grand tradition of “Who Fugged it More?” by one of our favorite guilty pleasure websites, we present you with this choice from the 2011 Salon du Chocolat fashion show: Who Wore it Butt-er?
Trend alert: chocolate butt pads bring a fesse-tive element to this year’s all-chocolate fashion show.
Gail Simmons recently returned to Paris for the first time in a decade and (helped in part by your Twitter suggestions) ate her way through the city. She named the sweetbreads at Spring and Frenchie’s cod with smoked eggplant as two of her favorite Paris tastes. But what else did she put in her mouth?
With its bright, bare-bones kitchen, crowded counter, communal table, and addictive salsas — all mercifully un-Frenchified — this upper Marais spot has officially changed the game, and people are lining up for tacos and agua fresca. Go through the unmarked door next to the stove and you’ll find a serious bar, staffed by Experimental Cocktail Club grads.