Chez Meunier — Restaurant in Paris

This morning (17.09.2024), around 8.20 a.m. I bought bread and a few cakes, take away, in your shop. The shop assistant was not wearing serving gloves. I told her and she answered that her hands are clean (!). Then she typed at the cash register. Probably later she touched money etc. Never happened to me. I was too shocked to react properly. I couldn't identify the shop-assistant (I don't think she was wearing a work badge) , but I hope this is a singular case in your boulangerie.

Actually, I’ve found out today that it is not a singular case: today (24.10.2024, around 10.30 a.m.) another teenage shop assistant, dishevelled and serving bread without the hygienic gloves. And no pain allemand at this early hour. Does your manager know about marketing? If there is demand one should supply, to the seller’s financial advantage and the...

Love coming to Paris, love the food the people and the culture. And this was the First time I’ve ever had a rude experience in Paris. Not tourist friendly (: I understand it’s easy to get frustrated when there’s a communication barrier, however this was my first time here and I was trying to order pastries to go. The to-go girl with the long/ high Brownish ponytail and winged eyeliner started getting very frustrated with us and rudely told us how to order followed by a “GEEEEZ” like we were trying to be clueless when we were just asking help about certain pastries. Ended up ordering croissants bc they came recommended, and of course they were good, however finding good pastries in Paris is very easy, so you can do without the nasty attitude by going...

I get it. Human conditioning runs deep, often we act out behaviors passed down through generations without questioning them. In Paris, this sometimes shows up in subtle (and not so subtle) ways. As a non-French customer, I’ve grown used to the small rejections: being overlooked, left waiting, etc, even when I speak the language.

Here, we sat down, never received menus until we got them ourselves, waited 15 minutes before anyone would take our order, and when it finally came, it was wrong. Et voilà, the “classic” Parisian experience.

By contrast, the Le Pain Quotidien next door offers a much warmer, more attentive service. If you value feeling welcomed, I’d recommend going...