L’Assiette, Paris, 14th arrondisement. Lulu is gone.

Alas, in composing this blog, I am remembering restaurants and eats that have turned my head and taught me lessons about good eating.  Finding the way to one’s own taste preferences is a matter of education, lots of eating, trying, tasting, stretching and making a hobby (obsession?) of food and flavor combinations.  My first big step into this world began at L’Assiette as I, like so many others, were taken by the cuisine (and personality) of the then very thin, plucky Lulu Rosseau, owner/chef . 

As years went by (about 25 years of them) both Lulu and I rounded.  She never lost her pluckiness.  Her food never lost its punch.  She paid attention to flavors that exploded in your mouth.  She succeeded in this by carefully selecting quality products delivering utmost freshness.  Preparation and presentation were impeccable.  Her menu  steadied the course and was consistently great from one year to the last. 

For the next 25 years, I kept returning to L’Assiette, in particular for the boudin noir parmentier, blood sausage buried in a heap of creamy mashed potatoes. In the beginning Lulu prepared nearly an entire kilo of blood sausage (or so it seemed), so much 2 persons could (but didn’t) share.  With it came a huge snappy, green salad full of piss and vinegar…tastes chez Lulu were never dull.  As the years went by, the copious portion of boudin was replaced by “just the right amount,” enough for one person.  Flavors, product and presentation however remained just as exciting. 

In attempting to locate her address and telp number, I discovered Lulu had sold L’Assiette, in the 14th Arrondisement of Paris.  Lulu was always on the pricey side, but she delivered.  Her special flare and temperament were renowned, so over the years she attracted the well-heeled and better recognized names in Paris.  Watching her grow  was a process in motion and good eating the piece de resistance et raison d’etre.

Perhaps it’s worth returning to L’Assiette under new ownership.  It appears prices have remained high and of course the menu changed.  Ambiance wise, it is a tasteful, classy, interesting little place.  Anyone whose tried L’Assiette under new ownership, please tell us about it.

About kathysimmons

This one-woman travel commentary highlights VALUE FOR MONEY sleeps (lodging), eats, drinks, and other travel-worthy special notes , all of which guarantee to reflect the exacting personal tastes and standards of the blogger herself. The author is an unabashedly and admittedly candid reviewer of establishments which offer superior services at good prices and include those which fail as well. Reviews will occasionally be peppered with political/social/cultural commentary. Contents (which will hopefully reflect world-wide travels) are offered as the "back story" from a former Adjunct Professor at Webster University, Geneva Campus with visiting spots at Webster's World-Wide home campus in St. Louis Missouri and Webster University satellite campus in Cha-Am, Thailand where she specialized in psychology and communication from a non-western perspective. She has lived, studied, worked and travelled for 30 years, as a student and lastly as part of the WHO United Nations extended family in: Papua New Guinea, China, Cambodia, Thailand, Switzerland (French speaking), France, New York, Washington DC, Japan, Norway and Seattle. With extended travels in all directions at every possible occasion. Food is what makes the world (and this blog) go around, the mortar of each and every day. And the bricks, well, these are (lodging). Special destinations and sites of possible interest are all hopeful extras adding color to the mortar and bricks. Reviews reflect 6 decades from a woman who has never lost the travel bug.
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5 Responses to L’Assiette, Paris, 14th arrondisement. Lulu is gone.

  1. TallMama says:

    Sounds like Lulu’s place has joined the exclusive club with members like Mickey D or Wendy’s or Dick’s!

  2. I want that boudin! The huge portion.

  3. Well, you’d better be nice. Brian took me to this great restaurant in Paris that specializes in “les abats”. Jade and I were fighting over the duck heart appetizers. But I continue to dream about the riz de veau! I almost have enough courage now to attempt it in the next few weeks.

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