Le Verre Volé, a favorite address of mine, has undergone some renovations.
The wall to the back room, a space once devoted to wine storage, has been knocked out and tables have been added. The camper van-sized kitchenette has been expanded into something that actually looks like a place where professionals can work. The cold cave has been reduced to a sort of closet. They’ve given it a paint job.
To refresh your memory, here is a before shot:
There are (gasp!) women in the kitchen: Delphine Zampetti and Kailey Hoyle, formerly at le Café Caché at Le 104, have been brought in to make the most of the new space. Before, very little of the food served at VV was actually prepared on the premises. For the moment the menu is very similar to what it was before (bulots with aioli, octupus carpaccio, lots of charcuterie, that incontournable boudin noir from Verot), but I’m told it will evolve.
The other night a friend and I shared a pile of crisp crevettes grises, a paté de grouse and, of course, the boudin noir.
Those dishes, plus a bottle of white St. Joseph from Dard et Ribot made it feel like a lot like any other dinner at Le Verre Volé.
That’s good news, if you ask me.
Le Verre Volé 67 rue de Lancry, Paris 75010, +33 (0)1 48 03 17 34, open every day website
Read what Meg Zimbeck said about the old VV.
Bruno Verjus on the nouveau, en français.
Le Verre Volé on Paris by Mouth
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