5.1 Chez Frezet, 181, rue Ordener in the 18th , 01.46.06.64.20, open 7/7 (Metro: Jules Joffrin); the Mousset Group (which runs the three Marguery’s, Bastide Odeon, Chez Francoise and La Maree) made a stealth invasion into the quartier in April of 2011 taking over the then-named Paris Boheme where I had an awful meal under the misguided impression that the chef, who had been through my hometown Baltimore’s finest restos, might have picked up a few tricks and have retro-named it Le Frezet, which it was when Colette and I first came to the area and where I learned what salmon unilaterale, was. Whew, how's that for running-on?
There are two very reasonably-priced "menus" and I chose to go with the less expensive one, mainly because I craved eperlans. But they came smelling of fish, too fishy, not as if they were plucked out of the Loire yesterday, over-salted but redeemed by a nice tasting tartare. Then I had a faux filet which was OK, but the sauce seeking to replicate the "secret one" at the Entrecote joints, wasn't close to them. Midway through I got a call from France Telecom - the guy was running early - who ever heard of that? So I ordered some pre-made chocolate mousse which was OK but the biscuit wafer was superior.
Go? Lesson Learned: If the only mention of a place is in a Figaroscope Dossier, unh unh.
