pink mamma paris
no bookings mean we have to wait for a table, but how joyous to do so!
we have a drink downstairs in the speakeasy. with a cheeky smirk, the waitress gives no directions but tells you to find your way, and we descend down several flights of stairs and clandestinely enter through a “no entry” meat locker to find a dim, red velvet walled bar playing french hip hop. the menu suggests a flight for the taste-buds; sweet, sour, acidic, dry...a cocktail to match.
we get a text message that our table is ready! dinner is fun; the servers are friendly and happy to help with recommendations. they don’t mind our lame attempt at ordering in french.
we have prosciutto & melon to start which is cold, light, salty, sweet and delicious. for mains he has the steak with roast potatoes and cheesy polenta which he exclaims is heaven on earth. I have the Instagram pizza which is large and delicious; bubbly, fluffy wood-fired dough and wafer thin slices of ham and mushrooms. a side salad that is so big it could feed a herd of rabbits accompanies our mains and we ambitiously make our way through a bottle of velvety red wine. to help with the digestion we drink piping hot green tea while sharing the most heavenly dessert; a slice of some godly creation where tiramisu meets banoffi pie. divine.
seriously, there is nothing but good vibes and great food at Pink Mamma. go, eat, drink. and save room for dessert.
Pink Mamma :: 20bis Rue de Douai, 75009 Paris, France (Saint-Georges)