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...clock one afternoon last week a crowd of 100 eager, jostling Frenchmen stood behind a police cordon outside the Drouant restaurant in Paris. Inside, another 200 journalists and photographers circulated among the tuxedoed waiters of the establishment, possessor of two proud ** in the Michelin guide. Finally, a representative of the literary ladies and gentlemen who had been deliberating over a luncheon that included foie gras des Landes en gelée au porto, faisan rôti au pommes en liard fromages and profiteroles (enhanced by Bâtard-Montrachet 1970 and Château Nenin 1967) emerged from...
Restaurant Drouant, Place Gaillon. Monthly meeting place of the French literary club, the Académie Goncourt. Excellent seafood (coquille St. Jacques gratinée, lobster thermidor) and desserts (peach Melba, orange Jeanette). About...
...first time he found frozen dinners in his house at Valley Stream, N.Y., recalls Franey, "I was furious." His gall was on account of Gallic upbringing. Born 46 years ago in Burgundy, Franey began an apprenticeship as a kitchen boy at 14, learned to cook at Paris' Drouant restaurant (two Michelin stars), reached his culinary peak as chef of New York's Pavilion (which would undoubtedly rate three stars if Michelin graded U.S. establishments). Like Friend and Fellow Chef René Verdon, who quit the White House last year after he was ordered to use frozen vegetables, Franey...
...over a book with a fine binding"). His ties come from Turnbull's in London, his handmade shirts from Barclay's in Paris, his suits from Caraceni in Rome, his hats from Gélot of Paris, his eau de cologne from Penhaligon of London. He eats well at Drouant's in Paris, Taverna Flavia in Rome, La Cote Basque in Manhattan and Scott's in London (the coffee shop in Chicago's Pick-Congress Hotel, he says dreamily, makes the best waffles...
...canvas, he painted on his mother's sheets. He lived in a narrow, unheated room and went to the Louvre "not to look at the pictures but to keep warm." Last week a plumper Bernard Buffet, nattily turned out in English tweeds, rolled up to Paris' fashionable Drouant-David Gallery in his chauffeur-driven Rolls-Royce. He stepped out to the cheers of admirers and the triumph of a spectacular one-man show. Even before the formal opening, all of Buffet's 26 oils had sold for fat prices. Across the Seine, a Left Bank gallery sold...