Le Jules Verne, Eiffel Tower, 7ème, Paris, France ***

Q: What is it? A: A Michelin-starred tourist-trap located on the 2nd platform of the Eiffel Tower.

Le Jules Verne – the entrance is in the southern pillar of the Eiffel Tower.
The entrance: Inside the southern pillar (le Tour Eiffel Pilar Sud) of you-know-what.

Le Jules Verne – the kitchen, as seen through the elevator window.
The kitchen, as seen from inside the elevator that runs up and down that 2nd pillar.

Le Jules Verne – amuse bouche of asparagus
Le not-so-impressive amuse bouche. Salmon marinated with vodka and apple jelly.

Le Jules Verne – Foie Gras de Canard confit.
This one’s on the menu, which makes it a whole lot easier: Preserved
duck foie gras, light gelée of Sauternes wine and toasted brioche.

Jules Verne – the veal knuckle with marrow bone and cooking reduction.
Let’s have a little main course of tender veal knuckle, shall we? And let’s then
add the bone marrow and the cooking reduction. Guest blown away? Not this guest.

So now… everybody at le Jules Verne say “cheese”!
Now, will everybody at le Jules Verne please just try to
relax, be nice to our guests and say the ‘cheese’ word!?

Proof that Le Jules Verne serves a kick-ass rhubarb and strawberry dessert.
Dessert strike (pun intended) the Jules Verne way. A little bit of vanilla sorbet
on top. The rest is mostly strawberries and rhubarb on a shortbread. Quite amazing.

The flavor of the month: Macarons.
Not on the menu but highly appreciated anyway: Le Jules Verne’s macarons.

So simple but… I could live on only these apple marshmallows.
Apple marshmallows… I could have these for breakfast, lunch and
dinner throughout the rest of my life. More than 100 % addictive.

It starts out as quite a funky experience.
Entrance is through the southern pillar of the Eiffel Tower. Think “Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea” although this journey takes off in a different direction, inside the pillar. Some 125 meters up, the machinery stops and you are whisked out on the second floor of what for decades held the title ”tallest structure in the world.” It’s a spectacular location. No doubt. You are now in the hands of The Alain, which of course refers to M. Alain Ducasse, who has added his (supposedly) magic-touch-concerning-anything-yummy to the restaurant. When you sit down at the table, expectations are higher than a kite.

Then something happens…
…and it’s not good. This restaurant has an 88 € appetizer on the menu. Since 2009, this restaurant boasts a star in the famed guide published by the French tyre manufacturer. This restaurant has a staff of 105. Everything is in place for something amazing.
The crowd is mixed, to say the least. Stiff bizniz folks, treating foreign bizniz guests to lunch, sit next to a sport-clad young couple having the meal of their life, (around dessert, one t-shirt proposes to the other). But it doesn’t feel amazing. Pre-amuse bouche, I realize that there’s zero atmosphere. The massive staff, (they’re everywhere – especially when you make your way to the restrooms), are like soldiers on duty, performing whatever they have been practicing in drills. The waitress probably waiting for a modelling contract is almost throwing forks and knifes out. Frankly, my dear, she simply does not give a damn.

Food-wise it’s not a huge show, until…
The appetizer doesn’t move the needle of my Stoke-o-Meter™. The main course of veal is just OK. Barely more. I’m with good friends so I am not exactly unhappy, but I can’t but start to reflect over the standards of that famed tyre manufacturer guide… Then suddenly… the turning point! No, the model-looking waitress doesn’t transform into a charming person but she performs her duty of handing out a number desserts. Which are to die for. Honestly.
I later google the name of the Le Jules Verne pastry chef: Christophe Devoille. He is the man. He really is. He earned his wings at La Côte Basque in New York and then at Restaurant Alain Ducasse au Plaza Athénée. M. Devoille and the pastry team work wonders with the experience of Le Jules Verne. The flavors and the freshness of the composition of strawberry and rhubarb, (with vanilla sorbet on top), kick some serious behind; the macarons not visible on the menu are as top notch as macarons will ever get. Then… as a little post-dessert, two bowls of apple marshmallows arrive. They don’t look very sophisticated, but my sensory system sends happy signals to the brain. Fantastic stuff.

The food experience comes secondary.
Food is not Le Jules Verne’s reason-to-be. Come here because of the spectacular location, the funky elevator ride and the fact that you are able to look down on Paris, which in itself is a rare experience. In defense of M. Ducasse, it should be mentioned that this is one of a very few restaurants located inside a tourist attraction, that is actually capable of serving you something above average, albeit at a hefty pricetag. And as you’ve probably understood by now, the desserts are heavenly. In fact, to enjoy them I’d gladly climb the 668 steps to the 2nd level, should the elevator ever be out of order.

Le Jules Verne
Champ-de-Mars, 2nd level (Tour Eiffel)
Avenue Gustave Eiffel
75007 Paris


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