It happened again tonight.
I headed to L'Ardoise for what I hoped would be a terrific dinner. I didn't have a reservation, but they had room for me downstairs. Would that be all right? Sure!
Then I got downstairs and realized that the two tables (there was plenty of room), one a couple, the other a group of 6 or 8 (I'm not sure which) were talking in English. Then i was handed a menu. In English.
Sorry, but that did it. I left.
This happened to me once before a few years ago at Allard. I had made reservations for our family of five and when we arrived we were promptly ushered past other diners to a room in the back where English was all that was heard.
Contrast this to my experience last night. I went to Auberge Pyrenees Cevennes, a charming place in the 11th, which I shall cover in a separate post. They knew I was an American, I knew they knew I was an American, but we conversed in French, I ordered from the French menu, and French was all I heard. And the meal was fantastic.
What about you? What do you think of automatically being handed a menu in English and being sent to...the English-speaking room?
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