Please note that all three desserts you will salivate over below were consumed on three different occasions. I don’t care if you don’t believe me. I wouldn’t believe me either…
*Note: special shout out to vovo, my grandma who taught me it was always classier to leave a little something on a lady’s plate. Please zoom to see I left four fries.
Confession: I ate them after the picture. There are starving people…
Part of my plan in Paris is to repeat restaurants the least amount possible, but clearly if I have been to Le relais de L’entrecote three times, there is a reason. Many reasons actually.
1. I am extremely indecisive when it comes to selecting a meal from a menu. There is no option here. The only decision I had to make was how I like my meat cooked, I can handle that.
2. They give you seconds. #fatgirlproblems.
Now, information to abide by. The restaurant opens at 7pm and you cannot make reservations. Be a fatass and get there at 6:50 so you don’t have to wait in line. I don’t like waiting in lines.
If you don’t eat meat, don’t go. I was vegetarian for five months before arriving in this country. I popped my veggie cherry with this hunky chunk of beouf upon my first week. It was part of my plan.
You are given a small salad with a mustard dressing and walnuts, 2 servings of steak frites and bread (obviously) for either 25 or 28 euros. Then, you go for the house wine and a dessert…just because.
There are three locations, and a few impostors to avoid (restaurants with names like “L’entrecote” may be deceiving…)
Le Relais de L’Entrecôte, 20 Rue Saint-Benoît or 15 Rue Marbeuf or 101 Blvd du Montparnasse
Just go. Trust me.