Two bouillons and some extra glamour

Having two nights in Paris on our trip gave us the perfect opportunity to revisit our favourite restaurant in the city, although we saw from our pre-trip research that the restaurant in Montparnasse had changed hands. We could also see that it had lost none of its charm, in fact its story had taken a remarkable turn and so it was definitely somewhere we planned to eat.

As our onward train left from Montparnasse we stayed close to the station that evening, which gave us the perfect opportunity to head along to the Bouillon Chartier and once again embrace the beautiful interiors, and hopefully some really good food.

The art deco tiles and carved wooden mirrors
The tiled balustrades on the bar

A bouillon, we learnt, is more than just a name and stands for traditional, simple and hearty cuisine that’s affordable, generous and unpretentious - and yes, it was good. And the surroundings were just as we remembered them, though in previous visits I’m sure we’ve spent a pretty Franc and a pretty Euro more!

More art deco tiles and glimpses of the carved wooden mirrors
the table setting at Bouillon Chartier in Paris

This bouillon opened it’s Art Nouveau decor doors in 1903, with ceramic wall tiles by Louise Trézel which were added to France’s cultural heritage registry in 1984. Remarkably these, and many other features including the ornate carved wood mirrors, had been kept in place and preserved over the years, and so when this restaurant reopened under its original name in 2019 it was able to have its same splendour once again.

The wow of a ceiling at Bouillon Chartier
Looking at the ceiling more closely (well as much as you can from the floor)

While admiring the surroundings we feasted on really good food with MOH opted to start with snails which are definitely not for me, the celeriac remoulade was much more my thing, followed by the roasted chicken and fries and finishing with a Rum Baba - they’re classic menu choices and I’m happy with them, even if MOH can predict what I’ll choose!

The carved mirrors and ornate wooden furniture in the serving area/bar

But I promised you two bouillons, and here’s the second. We had another night in Paris before our return journey to the UK and similarly stayed close to our departing station - I reckoned that no one needed the stress of crossing Paris with a deadline, and so by staying within walking distance to our departing stations we would have a less stressful start to our travel day.

Following the success of our visit to the Bouillon Chartier at Montparnasse MOH, my long term restaurant finder came up trumps and found another one close to our hotel between Gare du Nord and Gare de l’Ouest. Like last time we hadn’t got a booking, but we weren’t as lucky with our timing, and so needed to queue for a table. We queued less than half an hour, and were soon ushered into the restaurant when I suspect as people who’d booked didn’t show up in their timeslot. Their loss, our gain!

A mosaic on the doorstep of Bouillon Julien with two blue peacocks

As you can see from the mosaic doorstep Bouillon Julien was founded in 1906, and its founder Edouard Fournier proclaimed that ‘here, everything is beautiful, good, inexpensive’ - and it was.

A series of fantastic ceilings - these have a brighter green motif in each section

That chap Louis Trezel appears in this building’s history too creating nymphs symbolising the four seasons represented in four glass panels. It seems this bouillon wasn’t quite so lucky in keeping its original features as in 2018 the restoration started with the sole aim of seeking authenticity. An early discovery revealed that the walls weren’t beige as everyone though, but instead a ‘Céladon’ green and it’s a beautiful pale and calming colour that works really well here.

As we were sitting almost in the window at the front of the restaurant, on the ruse of ‘popping to the loo’ I went to see more - I did find the loos, but unusually it was the restaurant’s decor that I photographed.

This way through the highly ornate door to the Lavabos
Looking up to the ceiling again, but also admiring the pale green surrounds and bulb lights

Here MOH didn’t have snails, but instead the terrine and I veered away from my usual choices by opting for the leek vinaigrette with hazelnuts, which was so good that I’ve been looking at recipes to recreate this at home. It looks easy enough, I just haven’t got around to it yet.

More highly decorative carved wood for this bar/serving area
A vintage till that will probably take several people to lift

The food here was equally as good, and the wine glasses were as equally as small - and the surroundings, well you can see for yourself they are equally as stunning.

And the glamour?

We stumbled upon this shimmer of extra glamour in Angers completely by chance. We’d visited the Jardin des Plantes and was meandering back towards the centre of town, without following stringent directions, as you do when you’re on holiday (but not when you’re on a walking holiday!)

It looked like a shower might be on its way, and sure enough it was. Rather than dig out our waterproofs as it didn’t look like the shower would last long, we ducked into a department store. It turned out to be the old Galeries Lafayette department store, now renamed BHV Angers.

It’s safe to say we didn’t expect to see this.

An art deco glazed ceiling in the department store at Angers

We’d wandered up to the home department to prolong our visit, and because I like to see shops in other countries and found ourselves staring and admiring the glass ceiling above us. It was here that I found some bedding by Le Redoute, which I hadn’t realised was part of this chain, and which was 35% off.

But there was no way I was carrying that home if I didn’t have to, so later that evening I checked out what they had online - it was there, and with the same reduction and no restrictions on shipping to the UK, so it was a matter of biding my time to place my order. I got that just about right, it was delivered the day we got home, but a few hours before we arrived, and I love it just as much. It no longer appears to be on their site, and I hadn’t shopped with Le Redoute for a very long time, but they have some lovely bedding so they’re back on my radar.

An art deco glazed ceiling in the department store at Angers
Looking down the stairs and the superb curved handrails on the stair case

Originally the site was the Grand Hotel, and then in 1901 the hotel was transformed into a department store designed by architect Auguste Martin to emulate high-end Parisian shops, so my bet is that they were even more amazing.

An art deco glazed ceiling in the department store at Angers

So there you have two bouillons and some extra glamour, which we discovered in the most surprising way. If you’re in Paris, they’re specifically a Parisian thing, then do consider trying out a bouillon (or two!)

A posh lunch out

Last Saturday MOH and I got our glad rags on and headed out for a posh lunch, we even put proper shoes on. Mine weren’t quite the heels I once would have worn out, but small steps and all that. As it turned out, it was a good test for the wedding we’re off to later this month, so that’s all good.

Lunch was at Gravetye Manor in West Sussex, and yes, we were back - it’s been a while, but it remains one of our favourite places. It’s not somewhere we go often and is definitely in the treat category, which makes it all the more enjoyable. The attention to detail is phenomenal, and nothing is overlooked. This small table decoration in the lounge is a great example of that - a yellow tulip, and leaves and flowers from a strawberry plant shows how simple can also be effective.

A yellow tulip and strawberry flower and leaf in a small glass vase

The menu cover picks up the detail of the image panels on the walls around the restaurant, and the view over the garden is absolutely stunning.

Elderflower watercolour image on the front of the menu
The view across the restaurant towards the full length windows from our table

And the food. Well, I even managed to remember to take pictures before I started to eat. This was my starter of asparagus, it looks a picture and the taste was sublime. I followed this with hogget and wild garlic and finished with the intriguing fennel, honey and lime - which was nothing like you’d expect, or I’d be able to recreate. All of it was absolutely delicious, and it was great to see more dishes around the table as between our table we managed a good selection from the menu for each course.

my asparagus starter, all delicately placed on a white plate with truffle, hazlenuts and delicate flower shaped tuille

The yellow tulips, along with gorse and the purple-blue irises formed another stylish but not dominating table centre.

yellow tulips, gorse and purple/blue irises table decoration

As it was such a glorious day we opted to have coffee in the garden, which was full of spring flowers - and clearly is well looked after.

The view back to the house with a flower bed filled with plants and colour on the left hand side of the lawn
A close up of the angelica head, forget me nots and tulips behind

There’s plenty of grounds to explore, but after a good lunch and in our finery, a walk to the walled kitchen garden was all we were up for. But even so, the route there was calming and enticing. It was slightly further than I remembered, and previously I’d done this in heels, but we got to the iron gate and let ourselves in.

Taking the path through trees, bluebells and longer grass
Looking down to the green on the black gate which leads into the walled vegetable garden

It’s another huge space, and needs to be as the produce from the garden is used in the kitchen - but what a space.

the path through the centre of the oval walled kitchen garden with plants, fruits, herbs and vegetables growing on either side
garlic snapes and californian poppies in the foreground with the vegetable bed behind
Looking up the outer path with rhubarb on the left, small apple trees in the foreground and herbs edging the path

We headed back towards the restaurant taking a different route, one stepped and easier to navigate, but definitely no less colourful only to be greeted back at the stone porch by the cheeriest pots of fully in bloom tulips. They definitely make your heart sing, don’t they?

plants edging the steps back towards the manor house
colourful pots of tulips outside the stone porch

Throughout the public spaces there were large arrangements of flowers, all of which we’d seen growing in the gardens. We stopped for a picture making use of one of the large mirrors, and we just about snuck in alongside one of the large displays - so here’s us wearing flowers, in amongst the flowers.

MOH & I in our finery photographing ourselves in a mirror sharing the frame with a large vase of green, white and pink flowers

We might not be back for a while, but I’m pretty certain we’ll be back at some point.

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Lyon, lunch and loos

We were fortunate to have a final trip abroad before the madness of 2020 kicked in, you’ll remember that we went for a few days in Lyon where I think we ate at least twice our body weight while we were there. I’m not kidding, the food was gorgeous and it was definitely a gastro trip, so much so that looking back it’s a surprise we could actually run through the airport. The incentive of potentially missing our flight must have helped.

When we’re away MOH always scours the area for good restaurants, and his searches rarely disappoint. One day we decided to head out for lunch instead of an evening meal, and the plan was to head for an authentic ‘bouchon lyonnais’. He settled on the Café Comptoir Abel and we set off on foot - well it was the least we could do, but in truth barely scratched the surface of any calories we were about to consume.

The red and white table cloths and traditional wooden furniture are typical of an authentic ‘bouchon lyonnais’ along with the typical dishes of Lyon. Once we arrived at our destination we knew exactly what the website meant. Even the walls in the corridors we were led through were red and white checked.

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And it was a glorious setting. Just look at the top of that bar.

Unusually I even managed to remember to snap pictures of our food, or our starters at least. MOH opted for the salad lyonnaise, while I went for the saucisson chaud aux lentilles, which was lovely but huge - we could have shared it. I’m pretty sure chicken supreme followed, but usual service resumed and no photos exist.

salad lyonnais
lentils and sausage chaud

But still, that bar - I got a closer look. Every time I look at these photos I see something new.

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It’s only now that I’ve realised that an old cigarette machine has been repurposed as a miniatures cabinet. It’s a great use of a vintage piece, especially if everything else is lost.

a converted vintage cigarette machine

On our way to our table I’d spotted these stairs, but it was only later that I learnt the loos were up them. And you know I wouldn’t miss a look at those.

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the ladies loo.jpeg

They didn’t disappoint, though I’m not sure what face I’m pulling in the photo below.

mirrors and white tiles
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vintage door handle
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And as you’d expect, it was so very French. It’s been a bit of a bathroom filled week. Our rearranged bathroom refresh took place this week, and it didn’t go quite to plan, but that’s for another post, another day.

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