Slate tabletops, tile floor, and rolled-zinc bar transport you out of Downtown Seattle and into Paris, 1934. Blackboards spell out the specials. Wines are served from the earthenware pichets that inspired the brasserie's name. The menu is heartbreakingly French: at lunch there are rustic pâtés and jambon et fromage (ham-and-cheese) sandwiches on crusty baguettes; dinner sees homemade sausages, daily fish specials, and steak tartare. The roast chicken (for two) takes an hour to prepare and is worth every second you'll wait. It's enough to make you think the French invented soul food. Dinner reservations are essential.
Reviewed by artlover from Seattle on 11/4/07
I hadn't been here before and went simply because it was a Fodors star, and I can see why. Although we only went for a lightlunch, I plan to return for dinner, (and will report back) but this place is a winner!
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