While trying to find a chic vintage designer shop the other night, I stumbled upon this chic-looking artisan burger joint that was dying for customers to bring it’s stoves to life.
The burger joint was Le Petit Marcel, a fairly new restaurant in the République area. Artisan burger joints are becoming the new “hip” fad for enjoying a burger all over the world, and Paris is no exception to this overly-priced burger fad.
How do you know a burger joint is “artisan,” anyway? Well, at Le Petit Marcel, the meat is fresh from a Chaloraise cow grown in France, buns are prepared by an artisan bakery, cheeses are made from raw milk, sauces are prepared on site, and fries are cut with knives (I don’t know why I thought this point was funny). Basically, a lot of love, fresh ingredients, and delicate artistry is put into making this patty an enjoyable and expensive experience for you.
Tips to Make Your Life Easier When Ordering
- You can’t customize your burger.
- The free ketchup for your fries will literally be enough to cover one single fry.
- You either pay € 12 to take the burger to go (à emporter) or € 13 to sit and eat the burger in the store. Not kidding. You have to pay an extra euro to sit. Don’t make the same mistake I did and pay € 12 to get the burger “to go” and eat the burger in the store (gasp). You will be receiving dirty looks and sassy comments from the chef/owner during your short stay.
- Everything is expensive. If you’re used to In-N-Out’s under $5 combo meal like me, prepare to pay about $20 for a burger, fries, drink, and a seat.
Being overwhelmed by the selection of fancy cheeses and sauces I’d never heard of, I decided to try burger choice #1, otherwise known as Le Petit Marcel. Never wrong to go with the original. It was sweet, and truly, you could taste the quality of the meat. France never fails to provide me with the tastiest flavors while draining my wallet.
If you’re looking for an artisan burger experience in Paris, Le Petit Marcel will suffice. It’s not the best, truly, and here’s why: my buns weren’t buttered and golden and crisp like every other artisan burger I’ve ever had. The buns were kind of floppy and made me feel like I was eating a regular burger. I’m telling you folks, crispy, hot, light bread can make you feel like you’re eating a million-dollar burger.
I wouldn’t return also due to the sassiness of the owner. I was given so much sass for sitting down and enjoying my meal even when I had paid for my meal “to go” and the small restaurant was completely empty when I walked in. Who wants to feel anxious and unwanted at a restaurant? And why do I have to pay to sit at a burger joint where I clean up my own mess???
Then again, my lack of understanding of the French language may have caused me to perceive the owner’s intentions unclearly. But, you don’t need to speak French to feel tension.
If you like your burgers served with a side of sass and don’t mind ketchup enough for a sole fry, Le Petit Marcel is right up your alley.
9 Rue de Lancry
Metro line 9: République