Our first dinner in Paris just had to be at Verjus, a happening wine bar in the 1st arr. mainly because we have heard so much about it. And because they don’t bother with pesky things like reservations, making it a perfect drop-in place to eat. Maria and I took the scenic route…
The scene inside was crowded and bustling, and filled with local Americans enjoying a Friday night out in a familiar setting. After waiting a bit, okay a long time, for seats at the bar, we enjoyed a lovely sparkling brut from the Jura, plus crispy pork belly with grilled/pickled chilies, raw oysters (a requirement of mine this trip), delicious buttermilk fried chicken, and a brussels sprouts dish that must have been made up that day because it is not listed on the regular menu.
Laura and Braden are the duo behind both the downstairs wine bar and the upstairs restaurant, where reservations are indeed required. Laura, here behind the bar, was so friendly and helpful amid the rush of servers taking dishes up and down the spiral staircase, handling requests from diners, and just making sure everyone was having a good time. I know we did.