An internationally renowned writer without a cell phone, let’s call her Diane Johnson, had completely forgotten our luncheon engagement, leaving me to enjoy the terrine de sanglier, pavé and fromage blanc/chantilly alone.
She insisted on treating me to lunch in expiation. Her choice was Huitrerie Régis in the 6th.
There is nothing like the feeling of a repentant woman eager to atone for her sins.
An internationally renowned writer without a cell phone, let’s call her Diane Johnson, had completely forgotten our luncheon engagement, leaving me to enjoy the terrine de sanglier, pavé and fromage blanc/chantilly alone.
She insisted on treating me to lunch in expiation. Her choice was Huitrerie Régis in the 6th. A tiny space –only 14 seats, pristine with white tiled walls serving thinly sliced saussicon, huitres, crevettes and a wine list dominated by Sancerres and Muscadets-it is simplicity personified.
Big beautiful, meaty speciales, fines de Claire, belons from Marenne Oléron, pink crevettes of substantial size, a little bread and butter, mignonette, if you wish, although I prefer to taste the salty Atlantic.
A dozen to start followed by a wedge of cheese, a fruit tarte if you have room and coffee.
An assortment of Armagnac and Cognac is on hand. We skipped the digestifs but all was forgiven.
Lunch was fabulous. Great food great company. Best oysters ever. Stacey Christie, Chicago
Huitrerie Régis is open every day except Monday from July 15-September, when Régis and two pals pack up 3 mules and do their annual climb of Jebl Toukbal, high in Morocco’s Atlas Mountains. At 4,167 meters she is Africa’s tallest.
Huitrerie Régis
3, rue de Montfaucon, Paris 75006
Paris 75006
Tel: 01-4441-1007
Closed Mid-July–Mid September
Metro: Mabillon
