The sixth is the center of our Parisian universe.  Though we take up just a tiny sliver of its 0.8 square mile (about 300 square feet to be exact), we have spent a large chunk of our dining hours within its boundaries, everywhere from hole-in-the-wall joints to nicer sit-down restaurants to the well-frequented Monoprix supermarket for a meal back at home.  There remain many known and unknown gems to be sampled but we have no doubt that we will get through most of them, or fail trying.  After all, we love eating as much as we love living where we live.
 
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Two Baguettes
   
L’Atlas
11, rue de Buci
01.40.51.26.30
M° Odéon

 
Euro - 9 to 16
After the debacle with the rude waiter at del Arte we wanted to redeem Paris dining for Nez’s sister, Joie, and her family.  We also decided that no visit to this city would be complete without a “real” French meal.  Because two of the Vert children were quite young and seemed unlikely to be able, or to care, to differentiate between a grilled cheese sandwich and a croque monsieur, Joie graciously agreed to baby sit for the evening and sent the Language Chameleon and the elder daughter, Eurogrl, as culinary ambassadors.

Since they were staying at a cute apartment on rue des Grands Augustins not far away, we decided on a short stroll down to rue de Buci and its multitude of restaurants with sidewalk eating.  What’s more French than that, we thought.  Though we came before the standard dining time we still had to wait by the bar for a prized outside table.  But that was the whole point and the wait was not too long.

When it finally came time to eat, Riot and the Language Chameleon opted for the menu (16€):  soupe à l’oignon (slightly below average); steak frites (average); and crème caramel (average).  Nez went with mussels in the moules à la crème et frites (14€), which was good.  Eurogrl had the jambon de pays (10€), a glorified plate of ham, for her main course because she was really here for the escargots de Bourgogne (7.50€ for six).  Actually, she had told her friends at school that she would try the snails.  She did.  The verdict from the first-timer:  “It’s chewy.”  (Read the complete account here.  We were happy that she had the curiosity to try it and did not find it objectionable.

Our meal here was straight down the middle, in that it was indistinguishable from probably most of the places that cater to tourists, except for the undeniably good time we had with family in the course of it.  We thought we gave two very inquisitive travelers a slice of the cuisine of a place we had just then beginning to explore in depth.  We would take them somewhere else entirely if we were to do this over again today, but then again, that would be a totally new magical experience in addition to one that already exists.
 

 
 
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