Enter: Agapé Substance

Let’s be clear, there is nothing like it in the city right now and with reason: David Toutain and Laurent Lapaire are the gastronomical darlings of Paris.

There was so much talk around why Agapé Substance didn’t get the star(s) they seemed so predestined to receive in February just before the controversial red guide hit bookstores.

Did they deserve what they didn’t get? Who will ever know? More importantly, who cares? As I learned, stars don’t insure a stellar experience… Agapé Substance should definitely not feel cold-shouldered… They have no star to envy when all their clients leave the place with so many in their eyes.

The food is as precise as ever, the service dance is mastered, smiles everywhere, the bathroom has a warming seat and oscillating jets to massage your derrière, the bar stools are plush albeit reserved for those with no back problems, the iPad wine list is ecological. The selection is naturally oriented: Philippe Valette, Philippe Pacalet, Gianfranco Manca, Le Coste, Anselme Selosse, Emmannuel Lassaigne. I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to drink Gianfranco Manca’s Sardinian wine especially since they are virtually impossible to find and I had never tried the listed cuvée: Kussas Intrendu a Manu ‘eretta, 100% Cannonau (Grenache). The wine took a moment to open up but after half an hour in a carafe and a cool-down, it was splendid.

Agapé Substance is essentially a cooking lab where the patrons are lab rats and Toutain is the mad (super-talented) scientist. The knowledgeable waitstaff make their way around twenty or so happy and willing victims that crowd the tiny space. They pour clear and perfumed potatoe skin consommé out of test tubes onto perfectly tender gnocchi and seared foie gras. They place in front of you a sea urchin topped with a decadent coffee foam that tickles the tongue and enchants the senses. A Toutain classic that is one of the most poetic and genuine odes to mushrooms that has yet to hit my palate: his pieds bleus poêlé and chestnut crumble.

I will not list every bite I had because there were over twenty, but I will say this: rarely have I eaten so well and felt perfectly full and satisfied at the exit.

Notable is the return to the restaurant scene of Sofian Aït-Bouda who used to be the sommelier at Restaurant Spring. Considerably softened up and knowledgeable as ever, the wine pairings were spot on.

Some have said that Toutain‘s style is intellectual. I disagree. I think it is the perfect blend of a genuine emotional intelligence and refined technical ability.

The result is incredibly touching and the risk-taking is inspiring. A force to be reckoned with.

Agapé Substance

66 rue Mazarine 75006

Tel: 01 43 29 33 83

http://www.agapesubstance.com/

Open Tuesday to Saturday for Lunch and Dinner


The miseducation of Laura Vidal

When I was at McGill, I had this vision of what waitressing was for me: a part time job while I procastinated through four years of studying Finance and Entrepreneurship.

I never thought that one day I’d end up feeling more passion for service than I could muster for even a second in Finance. I won’t be too hard on Entrepreneurship. It has proven to be useful again and again.

At Frenchie, clients often ask me:  “So what do you study while you work here?”.

I explain to them that this is in fact my full-time job, that I used to be destined for great things, that I went to study, got a job and then I got bored.

Then I explain that after returning to restaurant service and learning more and more about wine, I decided that a good life was not in fact behind a desk, dealing with oversized egos and crashing financial markets.

Reactions usually differ but rarely stray from looks of admiration, approval, confusion, disapproval and embarrassement. This is always a very entertaining part of my night. It tells me a lot about the people I have in front of me.

It happened again yesterday and it got me thinking…

Do waiters/waitresses/sommeliers realize that they are “marchands de bonheur”?

Because, isn’t that what is required of us?

Sure, we suggest this or that course, we pair wines, we pull up the chair, we hang coats, we smile, we are quick and efficient and courteous.

But at the end of the day, we are there to make the clients happy.

I first learned this at Club Chasse et Pêche in Montreal with some of the most talented and incredible people I’ve ever had the luck to work with. They are acute observers of their patrons. They are good listeners. They make good judgement calls. They are empathetic, funny and unique.

All these things make me realize that in order to succeed in making clients happy, you need of a combination of degrees from psychology to education with evening theater classes. You also have to be equipped with a great deal of humility and patience.

From all walks of life, we should probably all try it once: get on a restaurant floor and try to make the clients happy.

If that isn’t the school of life, I don’t know what is…


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