I lost my heart this weekend in Paris. Yes, it’s true. My heart now belongs eternally to Mamie Gâteaux (mamee gatoe), 66 – 70 rue du Cherche-Midi. The name means “Granny Cakes” and refers to the type of Grandma who loves to spoil her beloved grandkids. This this lunch-spot and tea room looks like an illustration from a 1930s country kitchen. It has been open since 2003, but I only just discovered it. Oh the wasted meal opportunities! My lunch consisted of a wonderful quiche of smoked salmon, fresh dill, and zucchini. For dessert, I had the choux à la crème (essentially a round éclair without the chocolate topping). The biggest surprise, however, was the jus du rhubarbe (rhubarb juice). Keep wine; give me rhubarb juice any day! It was perfect in every way; not too tart, not too sweet, and extremely refreshing.
Not only is the food wonderful, but you can get a cuteness overload. The ceiling level is decorated with dozens of café au lait bowls and there are charming vintage vignettes throughout. Just a couple of doors down is their Brocante and Boutique. The Brocante sells vintage goodies similar to what you’ll find in the tea room while the Boutique sells reproductions of the same genre. Spend some time and bring French cuteness to your own home.
My reverie of returning every day for the rest of my time in Paris was destroyed by the news that the couple that runs the enterprise were closing that day for their well-deserved summer vacation until August 23. I nearly wept. Until next year, Mamie!