With monuments like this, it is little wonder that Paris is the most visited city in the world. When I reflect on the joys of ma vie Parisienne, dining at Le Jules Verne is definitely up there. Off Jessica and I went to dine with the view of Paris and celebrate. A celebration of following one’s heart, of friendship and of being able lucky enough to dine one of the most spectacular restaurants. Good Parisian times!
I’m not going to pretend: whenever I go to a restaurant, my first thought is dessert. However, whenever I go to a French restaurant, my taste buds never know what to crave first: freshly baked bread, salted butter, fois gras, rich sauces, shellfish, slow cooked beef, éclairs and the list goes on and on… That’s the thing with the French, they sure know how to cook!
Entering into the only tower with a crazy queue, the security is tight: airport-style with body scanner and everything. A sad state of reality but rather comforting knowing that you’re safe. The elevator is quite small and with the windows, it goes without saying but if you suffer from vertigo, this is not the place for you. Or, like me, you just focus on your conversation and pray for the lift to stop. With our coats taken, we were shown to our window side table. The restaurant doesn’t guarantee table placement requests so we made our reservation for the moment they opened. I wasn’t about to dine at the Eiffel Tower without an unobstructed view. I could see so many of the city’s landmarks: Le Grand Palais, Sacré-Cœur Basilica and le musée du quai Branly. Poor Jessica; I couldn’t stop staring out at the city I navigated for seemingly ever.
We started with good ole bread and butter and champagne which, in France, is a gourmet meal in itself. For the following two and a bit hours the food didn’t stop coming. We feasted on guinea fowl, fish, fois gras, but the desserts stole the show: caramel tart and île flottante. To this day, I still remember the texture of the caramel oozing out as my spoon eagerly dived in. Raspberry marshmallows and truffles accompanied our bill though a shot of some hard alcohol would have been appreciated at that point.
Someone once told me that Le Jules Verne is for tourists. Maybe the diehard Parisians will agree with that sentiment but this woman is having none of it. La tour Eiffel is a magical monument: every time I see it, my heart flutters. It has a hold over me. I loved every second of our lunch. I have wanted to go there for years. As you can imagine, this all comes at a hefty price but if, like me, you believe that fulfilling a lifelong dream is worth paying for, make a reservation! From 88€ (excluding drinks) for a lunch Monday-Friday to a get-your-savings-out 60€ for a starter from the à la carte menu. I’m never going to be the woman with 12 million dresses because I choose to spend my money on experiences and memories I can treasure, and that works for me. The meal may be over but my memories from Le Jules Verne with my dear friend are ones I will treasure until the end of my days. Money well spent.
Le Jules Verne
5 Avenue Gustave Eiffel
+33 1 45 55 61 44