Giving lip to Brasserie Lipp - Weekend In Paris
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lipp_nuiut_UKOkay, so every restaurant is NOT a winner!

Here’s what I think about my least favorite restaurant in Paris so far…

Locals were seated downstairs by a super nice host, but this table for two was rushed upstairs like we had leprosy and then were ignored at every turn. We noticed a trend in who was herded to the upstairs – Brits and Americans.
The wait staff made a committment to ignore us and we would have walked out except that it was raining heavily and we were tired and hungry. It is clear that they don’t care about abusing foreigners because they cater to their local clientele.
The only redeeming thing about our experience was the dessert. With so many interesting cafes and places to eat in the 6th arr. I would suggest you skip the Lipp!