I haven’t cooked in my “new” kitchen yet. There have been plenty of other foodie distractions and interests that have kept me away from the apartment. I’m actually hoping that I can keep on eating out so that I don’t have to face the kitchen. It was so utterly disappointing to walk into my new life as a to-be pastry chef only to find that the “kitchen” was actually the laundry room with two hot plates and a microwave almost as old as I am. I just had to laugh because it felt like one of those moments when a kid gives you a hunk of mud and calls it food. I’m being negative. At least it’s kind of adorable when a kid does that. I’m just trying to ease my way into that part of the house. It’s only been a week since I arrived, so I’m giving myself another seven days to get over the hot plates and try frying an egg.
In the meantime, I have many restaurants and cafes I can write about to show how I’ve been avoiding you-know-what.
Bread & Roses was actually the first place that I ate at in Paris. It was just a few blocks from the metro station my friend and I had decided to meet. We had both read about it and thought it would be appropriate to have our first lunch at a place that celebrated the art of bread. It was actually a nice place to start Paris. Located in a quiet part of the 6th arrondissement, it is close to the Luxembourg garden on a very quaint street. It was perfect for a light but filling lunch for two jet lagged girls.
We shared two plates: Scottish smoked salmon with a large piece of toast and an assortment of salads.
The smoked salmon was deliciously fresh and excellent with a slather of french beurre and perfectly toasted bread. We both got a kick out of how huge the slice of bread was. The menu did not lie when it said “grand toast.”
The salad turned out to be a tray full of dips and spreads to be eaten on multigrain bread. There were six kinds: bruschetta type diced tomatoes, roasted eggplant puree, seasoned zucchini, tabloueh-esque greens, hummus, and a roasted tomato puree. My favorite was the seasoned zucchini. They were subtly sweet and salty, while being soft with a slight crunch. It was both good on its own and on the bread. The salad seemed to be quite popular as many tables around us had ordered it too.
Both dishes were thoughtfully composed to highlight the bread. The flavors and textures of the salmon and dips perfectly complemented the accompanying bread. I definitely want to return to try their other dishes like the tomato, onion, and anchovy tart or sun-dried tomato and goat cheese tartine, or even just to try other loaves of bread.
Bread & Roses
7 rue de Fleurus
75006, Paris
M° Rennes or Saint-Placide
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Julie says
I laughed out loud reading about the kitchen. with a subsequent “aww”. Very nice first restaurant review. I enjoy reading it and as babycakes said, (hi love), great pictures. should definitely tell my mom to visit here when she visits this October.
Debbie says
Remember the “humble” beginnings of Julia Child! I believe you will work some miracles on that hot plate!
veronica says
i had no idea you were in paris to study pastry!! keep on posting, i’d love to read more about your adventures in paris.
Mandie says
I love smoked salmon!
The kitchen is really ghetto. haha
SC says
studying pastry in paris! you are living my dream life…
arg…i wish i had the courage that you have!!
please keep writing…
though i am not content with my life, i think i would be happier if i could live vicariously through you. good luck with school and hope you like your kitchen better..i dont know if you watched ratatouille, but the main character in the movie, Linguini also had a pretty lame kitchen, but he still managed to become a decent cook;)
babycakes says
the you-know-what. hahaha but seriiously, MAKE IT WORK girl.
and yea, they really dont lie on their menus. that toast is tots grand. 😀
hungry dog says
Too bad about your kitchen! Or shall I say “kitchen.” That looks pretty minimal! But I have to say, if you’re going to be stuck without a kitchen, Paris is probably the best place to be!
Ray says
“I just had to laugh because it felt like one of those moments when a kid gives you a hunk of mud and calls it food. I’m being negative. At least it’s kind of adorable when a kid does that.” LOLZ