Memories of Paris: Steak Tartare

November 30, 2010 at 17:13 4 comments

I still think of my aborted Europe trip with sadness. Not just because of the missed sights, but also because there’s this association now between that lovely place and my personal loss. I still want to go to England and visit some old churches and light a candle in each one specifically for my grandma.

Till that happens, I remain in possession of some beautiful memories of three days in Paris, and I’d like to share them here. Today’s memory is: raw meat.

Seldom is a picture this repulsive and mouthwatering at the exact same time, yes? 

I had this hunk of steak tartare, palm-sized and inch-thick, all to my greedy little self. You can see the chopped onion, chives, capers, and, best of all, enough raw meat to distract the average vampire long enough for you to run away, unless, of course, you are a Twilight fan who would prefer to regard this as a simple appetizer.

(Raw meat is a childhood memory for me. I love the taste of bloody meat. As a small child, dinner preparation was one of the highlights of the day. I’d wait for my grandma to turn to the stove before pinching a mouthful of uncooked mincemeat or a slice of dripping liver. I ascribe the strength of my gastrointestinal system today to this practice.) 

I’m glad we found this place – a completely random occurrence based on the fact that it was one of the rare restaurants open on Sunday midday. The staff could barely understand Mr. Manx and me (and, I’m quite sure, took us for Japanese, because I heard one of them practice saying “arigatou gozaimasu“) but did their best and even kindly asked if I wanted my steak tartare boiled (to which the only correct response is a loud scream, but this would have been unacceptable in civilized society).

Clearly, though, boiling did not happen and an enjoyable meal was made of this raw beef, together with Mr. Manx’s entrecote (a perfectly done rib steak topped with smoking thyme), a cheese board and half a bottle of rose wine. I think we paid about 25-30 Euros per person, which is not expensive by Parisian standards.

This was eaten at a restaurant called Bo Zinc, which is at 59 Avenue Mozart, 75016 Paris. I don’t think they have a website, otherwise I’d link to it.


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  • 1. flaneurvric  |  December 3, 2010 at 10:44

    We have lots of raw meat here! We can even go hunting, so you know it’s fresh.

    (That was an ineffective attempt to persuade you to come to the U.S. I actually know nothing about raw meat and, sorry to say, want to keep it that way.)

    • 2. Katie  |  December 3, 2010 at 17:00

      How can you say that? Human beings ARE raw meat. :)

      • 3. flaneurvric  |  December 4, 2010 at 02:48

        Who’s to say I know anything about human beings?

      • 4. Katie  |  December 5, 2010 at 18:36

        Well, you’re a pretty good flaneur. :)

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