was told many things about this bar that resists time since 1842, a few steps from the Sorbonne. And often wrong. That was enough to titillate us. We vérifiâmes. Conclûmes and it was not that bad: nice decor sit for tourists (and some residents, anyway), frankly sweet price for the neighborhood (plat du jour at 10 €, which came from 3,50 €), just friendly service, drinkable wines (all Guigal, to prices ranging from completely correct in frosted: 900 € for a Turk) to be chosen in the range of entries because it's written on the card: "Given our low price, these wines are at your own risk in case of past or corked bottle. " Yes, you read correctly, it's outrageous. And illegal. Side plate, a fillet of herring potato salad, warm as it should be (5 €), and a Tartar Maousse, rightly pointed out, freshly ground (12.25 €), although frankly. Hearty, traditional gruff. What you ask for? The people, oh ben frankly, in the district, it does nothing to make.
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