Chez Marguerite Bouillon Parisien

Great and super friendly staff. That made half of the good experience. Food was tasty and loved the dessert. Would recommend this place.

(Translated by Google) A warm welcome with a touch of humor and quick service. No complaints about the food, very good value for money. (Original) Bon accueil avec une touche d’humour et un service rapide Rien à reprocher au niveau de la nourriture, très bon rapport qualité prix

I had a nice long review typed up but google ate it. Perhaps it got hungry. We went on a monday evening so it was not busy at all. The male waitstaff were very understanding of our tourist ways and patiently explained in English about the menu. I also heard them speaking Spanish to the table behind us so they must be used to it. The bourguignon was excellently prepared. For a restaurant located five minutes from one of the biggest tourist attractions in paris chez marguerite is a winner in terms of price to quality ratio. As a comparison i found the eateries near the arc de triomphe wanting in both aspects. I can see how service might slow down during the lunch or dinner rush. But as the old saying goes, “fast, good, or cheap — pick two”. You could probably spend an equivalent amount of euros for a meal at the american multinational fast food chain down the block, but why would you come all the way here to do that?

My girlfriend was a guest of this restaurant tonight and asked my to share the following with you: I don’t know if we went to a restaurant or accidentally entered a live performance of “Paris: The Fever Dream Edition.” We came because of the great reviews and the photos—especially oysters. Plot twist: no oysters. Not even close. Same with prosecco and tartare—you can get them, but only if you guess correctly and ask, because they’re playing hide and seek with the menu. Service started cute—one waitress was actually lovely. Everyone else? A different story. At one point, a female staff member behind the bar decided to turn my body into tonight’s entertainment. She was literally mocking my chest, pushing hers up and joking with the bartender. Not subtle. Not funny. Just… odd behavior for someone at work. The bartender saw that I noticed and looked like he wanted to disappear into the floor. Then came the seating situation. Where things really took a turn. We were already seated when a couple came in. From the first moment, they looked quite unkempt, but instead of giving them proper space, staff squeezed them right next to us. They literally moved the table so the woman could sit on the bench next to me—even though there was plenty of space on her other side. She ended up sitting almost on top of me, on my jacket and bag, while the table was left half crooked. Personal space? Completely gone. To make things even more intense, there was a very strong body odor situation. Strong enough to completely kill my appetite. Also worth mentioning: even they were being ignored by the staff. The man had to call out “Madame, Madame” over and over again, clearly frustrated, just to get any attention. And then—my personal highlight—the same man didn’t ask for our bread. He demanded it. Confidently. Repeatedly. We didn’t understand at first (language barrier), handed him salt, pepper… he kept going until we realized: this man wants our bread. And honestly? At that point, take it. When we finally asked to pay, the bartender acted like we personally ruined his evening by existing. Zero interest, zero energy, just vibes of “why are you here.” Overall: misleading photos, chaotic energy, uncomfortable atmosphere, and a staff dynamic that felt like we accidentally interrupted their inside joke. Would not come back—but I do feel like I survived something. We go to restaurants a lot and hardly complain about them (everyone can have a bad night, but this was something else..) and never right bad reviews but this night deserved a review.

(Translated by Google) Today is my birthday, and unfortunately, the waitress managed to ruin my evening by humiliating me over the dish I ordered. I chose a €9 dish after trying to understand the different meats listed on the menu. I looked up the terms to understand: "steak and chips," "steak haché," "boeuf bourguignon." From my research, one referred to a whole beef, another to minced meat, and another to meat in sauce with potatoes. When I received minced meat, like a hamburger patty, the waitress spoke loudly in front of several people, saying that I was eating exactly what I had ordered, insisting that it was the €9 dish. I explained to her that it wasn't about the price, but simply about what I wanted to eat. I was very hurt by the way she spoke to me. She then told me that the dish I wanted cost 16 euros. I finally decided to eat the dish she had brought, then I looked for the 16-euro dish, which wasn't listed as "steak," but as "butcher's cut." Regardless of the price a customer pays, they should never be humiliated for it. In my case, it wasn't about the money, but simply about understanding the menu, specifically the term "butcher's cut." (Original) Aujourd’hui, c’est mon anniversaire, et malheureusement la serveuse a réussi à gâcher ma soirée en m’humiliant à cause du plat que j’ai commandé. J’ai choisi un plat à 9 euros, après avoir essayé de comprendre les différentes viandes indiquées sur le menu. J’avais recherché les termes pour comprendre : « steak and chips », « steak haché », « bœuf bourguignon ». D’après mes recherches, l’un correspondait à du bœuf entier, un autre à de la viande hachée, et un autre à de la viande en sauce avec des pommes de terre. Quand j’ai reçu de la viande hachée, comme un steak de hamburger, la serveuse a parlé fort devant plusieurs personnes en disant que je mangeais exactement ce que j’avais commandé, en insistant sur le fait que c’était le plat à 9 euros. Je lui ai expliqué que ce n’était pas une question de prix, mais simplement de ce que je souhaitais manger. J’ai été très blessée par la façon dont elle m’a parlé. Elle m’a ensuite dit que le plat que je voulais coûtait 16 euros. J’ai finalement décidé de manger le plat qu’elle avait apporté, puis j’ai cherché le plat à 16 euros, qui n’était pas indiqué comme “steak”, mais comme “butcher’s cut”. Quel que soit le prix payé par un client, il ne devrait jamais être humilié pour cela. Dans mon cas, ce n’était pas une question d’argent, mais simplement de compréhension du menu, notamment de l’expression “butcher’s cut”.

(Translated by Google) It's Grandma Ginette 🥴 The atmosphere was fantastic, the service was very funny, thank you Dupont aka Walid! The cocktails were perfect, thank you Dupont again aka Walid again, and also Chloé and Nathalie who make a superb team! The food is simple, which is what we were looking for. As for truffles, tell the owner there are markets in Lalbenque, Sarlat-la-Canéda, and Villefranche-du-Périgord 😉 In conclusion, we had a lovely start to our Parisian evening (Original) C’est mamie Ginette 🥴 Ambiance au top, service avec beaucoup d’humour merci Dupont alias Walid Les cocktails parfaits merci Dupont bis alias Walid bis sans oublier Chloé et Nathalie qui forment une superbe équipe La cuisine est simple c’est ce que nous recherchions bon pour les truffes dites au patron qu’il y’a des marchés à lalbenque, Sarlat la caneda, villefranche du Périgord😉 Conclusion nous avons passé une agréable début de soirée parisienne

(Translated by Google) Thank you to Nathalie for her good humor and impeccable service! (Original) Merci à Nathalie pour sa bonne humeur et son service impeccable !