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Feb 8, 2008 10:10 AM

Has anyone eaten in Le Train Bleu??

I am going to Paris in a few days and will be eating in Le Train Bleu on Valentines night, I dont want to be underdressed so was wondering what the attire was like? Has anyone been?

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    1. I have been a few times. Good food, not the best but very pleasant. Wonderful ambience. There are no dress requirements, but I would try to dress nicely, elegant casual, as the atmosphere is very grand and anything sloppy would be inappropriate. Enjoy.

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      1. re: rrems

        Rrems is spot on. The food is fairly average Paris fare, nothing exceptional, but equally nothing really bad, our meal was enjoyable and we took visitors back. The decor is stunning and really worth experiencing.

        My advice to anyone in Paris is to dress nicely for restaurant meals, you won't go wrong with elegant casual. The French appreciate/require good manners - dressing nicely is polite. It will probably result in improved service and add to your experience.

      2. 5 years ago . it was excellent food and service and suprisingly elegant for a train station

        1. I have eaten there 5-6 times during the last 25 years. Last time, 3 years ago, it had changed somewhat. It has always been fabulously beautiful, with fairly average food, and fairly high prices, but now it is much busier now and the portions have become gigantic; almost off-putting. It is still worth it for the ambiance and chocolate souffle, which is more like an airy, crusty brownie than a souffle (not eggy).
          I always dress very well and order a bottle of champagne to be at the table, to go with the glamorous looks of the place and to make it a really festive occasion.
          I do not understand the American fixation on dressing badly, however, I once experienced it there. My wife and I had arrived in Paris early on a Sunday morning and joined two American friends; one who had lived in Paris for 10 years and his sister-in-law visitor. We met at the Flore for breakfast and then went over to the Grand Palais to see an antique show (some show, one booth was selling some of the Duchess of Windsor's jewlery). I was embarassed at the way the other lady was dressed; a middle-aged woman who at been out jogging that morning and who was still wearing a sweat-stained jogging outfit, sneakers and no make-up.
          We decided to go to the Train Bleu for lunch, so I suggested we go back to the hotel and change first. She said: "Why? You are wearing a suit." So we went. Everyone else there was wearing their Sunday go-to-church clothes. The Maitre Di looked at her like she was crazy and gave us a table hidden behind a potted palm tree.
          Mr. Bean ate there. He and the French people in the film seem to me to be properly dressed for such a place.