Pardon My French

Tucked away on Avenue B, Pardon My French exudes a nostalgic charm reminiscent of Parisian bistros, where the clinking of wine glasses merges with laughter and casual conversation. This culinary haven invites you to indulge in an atmosphere steeped in conviviality, enhanced by its inviting back garden – a green oasis that feels worlds away from the bustling streets of New York City. Formerly known as Casimir, this establishment has maintained its cozy ambience and commitment to quality fare, serving classic French dishes that range from delectable escargots to comforting Coq au Vin. Reviewers rave about the La Burrata and the delightful crème brûlée, while live music adds an extra layer of warmth to your dining experience. Although some patrons have noted service lapses during busy hours, the friendly staff typically go above and beyond to ensure you feel welcomed. Here, moments are savored over a glass of Côte du Rhône or a playful chat in the garden; it’s not just about eating but connecting with friends old and new in a setting that feels both timeless and refreshingly vibrant.