So, why eat falafel in France? Why, indeed.
Well, if truth be told, one can only consume a certain amount of the delicious, rich cream-butter-and-cheese infused gastronomy of France such as, Veau Prince Orloff, or Soufflé au Roquefort, or choucroute, before the waistline begins its interminable expansion, and one begins to lose appreciation for the finer delicacies of French haute cuisine.
L'As du Falafel located in the chic and hip neighborhood of Les Marais is perfectly positioned on the lovely walking street of Rue des Rosiers right in the heart of art galleries, boutiques and vintage stores galore. It also happens to be one of the most vibrant Jewish communities.
The falafels, for pocket change of 5E a piece, were just right, not too fried, the pita fresh and warm, the humus not too bitter, and an interesting addition of pickeled cabbage (a first for me..) and sautéd eggplant to die for...just perfect! La Varenne, the king of bisque and Béchamel sauce, might even have agreed--ha! For an added bonus, walk across the street to the kosher bakery and get divine rugelach!
Even Mark Bittman, my vegan hero, never misses this spot when in town. (I've heard that Chez Marianne is a very close 2nd place winner, have yet to try it, though.)
L'As du Fallafel, 34, rue des Rosiers (Métro: St. Paul); Closed Saturday.
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