Young chefs Michael Greenwold and Simone Tondo worked at Chateaubriand and Rino, among others, before opening this Menilmontant table, an instant hit that seems poised for the big time. Expect modern, seasonal cooking, and plenty of influence from former bosses Aizpitarte and Passerini.
Practical information
Address: 1 rue d’Eupatoria, 75020
Nearest transport: Menilmontant (2)
Hours: Monday-Friday, 7:30-10 p.m.; closed Saturday and Sunday
Reservations: Book several days in advance
Telephone: 09 53 56 24 14
Website:
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Average price for lunch: closed for lunch
Average price for dinner: 34-49€
Style of cuisine: Modern French
Special attributes: open Monday
Type of crowd: foodies, style hounds, bobos
Interior: polished & modern
Atmosphere: casual
Reviews of interest
- Alexander Lobrano (2012) “… there was an immediate warm and spontaneous welcome, and not a single note of pretension or attitude…thunder struck with a dish made from the restaurant’s namesake spud–a sublime puree of smoked potatoes with sauteed onions, baby clams and a garnish of buttered bread crumbs. This one was so good that conversation died completely…this is a delightful restaurant.”
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Great food + charming staff + an energetic & fun atmosphere = Roseval
Very nice staff … food well…is a real work in progress for sure
Wonderfully creative food, excellent complimenting wines brought forth by a young, multi lingual staff in a joyous intimate atmosphere! An experience to be repeated.
Placed a reservation 3 weeks ahead, confirmed it the day before (all in french, as they like it…). When we arrived, our reservation had been “canceled”. No excuse, no nothing, just the living cliché of french arrogance towards foreigners. Disgusting. Seems like the Hype has been getting to their heads. (Only bearded hipsters in the room, by the way). No matter how good the food might be – a place like that is a no-go area.
Kai, why cannot you just say arrogance instead of French arrogance, especially when nowadays, in most hip Paris restaurants, the staff is quite international ? Similarly most of the staff in London restaurants is not Brit.
And people screw up everywhere. And fail to apologize everywhere.
If you believe in ‘French arrogance’ you shouldn’t even be visiting France in the first place. Why torture yourself?
As I keep pointing out as the oldest and crustiest guy on this site, I’ve been treated rudely three times in 60 years in Paris; once by a Polish vender, once by an Italian olive oil merchant and once by a New Yorker who took me for a West Side Snob (well, I made that up, but it’s true).
I’ve not been to Roseval, it’s only open at night when my demons come out, but what Americans take as rude is most often Parisien rushedness, bistrot attitude and brasserie hustling; you want rude – try Katz’s, the Carnegie, try Lutece in 1960-something when André Soltner walked up to our table and said while we were passing around terrines – “Don’t Play With the Food.”
That’s why I wrote “the *living cliché* of french arrogance towards foreigners”. And to suggest not to travel to a country just because some people there fulfill a certain cliché is just silly. I love France and Paris and have been and eaten there like a 100 times. Love the people, too. Just sometimes you encounter the negative clichés, as in every country (like: Berliners with a very unique kind of grumpiness and unfriendliness.) – why not mention it?
(By the way: a kind of slight snobbery from waiters is not a cliché I “believe in”, but something that I have encounterd quite some times in high-end-restaurants in france (and italy) – and since I haven’t encountered it that often in any other country, I would certainly call it specific to these 2 countries.)
Well, as you write, they’re only clichés. So why mention them?
Because it is a quick way to get a “picture” into readers’ minds in a comments section like this one. And in a way it is funny if you actually encounter a cliché.
…Hm, why do I even answer such silly questions…?