This is one of the Parisian paradoxes in a capital which does not lack them and even enjoys cultivating them.
While half the city spends its time wanting to escape it (RTT exile, long weekends, new rurality, future Olympics), the hotels never stop raining.
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Some dream of the big departure, others go to their pretty rooms and, in this strange crossover, perhaps both of them only have exchanges by finding themselves at the tables which generally accompany these hotels.
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Curious houses where we look for Paris without Paris.
Two bags, three strides from Madeleine, Florida has just opened a brasserie which, like a famous highway, aims to be “sunny”.
It's raining heavily, it starts blah, another Parisian paradox.
Mail food?
The Nepita, Hotel Florida.
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In the kitchens of these addresses, even tender schizophrenia with chefs who are there without being there, generally small stars of the sector who find something to butter their spinach there, pass through the kitchen, initial the cards, email their recipes, place their second, make hello, they will go away.
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Between grilling intermittents and fixed-duration casseroles, these are more or less well-mooned.
As is often the case, brands say a lot without saying it.
The nepita is said to be a butterfly from India and Sri Lanka.
Boulevard Malesherbes, it's Amandine Chaignot (Pouliche, Café de Luce, Rosy et Maria) who comes to shine on the plates.
Like a Pariviera
It's almost spring, so you might as well add some (olive) oil and Amandine not to skimp on the Riviera.
By putting a little effort into it, by praying for a ray of sunshine on the facade of the Florida, we could invent a seaside resort that is extended, for the moment and with nothing to complain about, this very just simmering of chard while relaxing in saffron, raisins and fennel, this prettiness of pork polpette and sage languid with sheep's tomme, a crunchy-caressing cuttlefish and sexy red mullet in its mascara of ink sauce and chorizo, this Saint-Trop' to Paris of taglioni with langoustines and bisque juice and these subpar desserts which, like by the sea, have no more to tell than sorbets and chilled fruits.
The room is quite successful in its Art Deco remix, the bar sends out a perfect Negroni, the walls promise that Fitzgerald's white tuxedo met them in the golden age.
We almost end up believing it.
BUT STILL…
The service.
This is not to divert a certain sketch, but there are good and bad plate carriers.
The bad carry their plates like the misery of the world.
The good ones wear them too, but with this little swing which, from the corner of the lips to the wrist, makes your meal lighter.
Here, rather the latter!
The public.
Hey, we found white collars and club ties.
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Is it expensive?
In the routine of the large districts.
Between €50 and €66 a la carte.
Menus at €36 and €45 (lunch), discovery menu at €70.
Brunch (Sun.) at €43.
Should we go there?
Yes, but without running there either.
At the Florida Hotel
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12 bis, boulevard Malesherbes (8th).
Such.
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42
65
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71. Daily until 11:30 p.m. Metro: between Saint-Augustin and Madeleine.