~aventures du louchette flâneurse: 39ème~

December 23rd, 2009

Christmas in Paris means Brasserie week for us, starting tonight with Bofinger. Our friend Christian–who read a bit of Faust at our wedding (Germany represent!)–is in town to share the holidays, and for Christmas eve, we will go to La Coupole, and I hope also to visit Julien.

Bofinger, an Alsatian joint, was opened in 1864 by refugee Frederic Bofinger, at the time being a tiny joint and the first to serve beer on tap in Paris. Now the place purportedly serves 800 diners in an evening, and 90 kilos of foie gras each week.

For me the treat of the evening was fruit de la mer, which tasted, precisely, of the sea. I think Alfonso’s favorite part were the men’s Victorian urinals, his guest photos of which are below.