We found a gem of a restaurant today. The story of how we came across it is a bit complicated, but can be summarized as being a result of curiosity as to why the Seine is so much lower than the quais that have been built along its banks.
La Petite Cour is that rarity of Paris finds: an impossibly good restaurant, hidden in the heart of the Latin Quarter. The patrons were older, French, and low key. FINALLY a place that is not a loud, cigarette smoke filled tourist trap. The outside terrace where we sat is actually at the original ground level of Paris, probably around the time of the Romans. Okay, without any further ado, here is a gallery for all the needlepoint foodies out there.
We liked La Petite Cour so much that we made reservations to have dinner there at 8pm on Monday. That is our last night in Paris, alas. So this little coin already holds a special place in my heart. In fact, if the world were my oyster, I would seriously buy the little apartment above it, which you can see in the pics below.