Now that the freedom fries fad has thankfully ended, we can give the French the culinary props they deserve. Le Café Miche's menu reads like a guide to international tongue nirvana, and they back it up with food that needs no translation. And if you haven't tried the escargot, make a point to, because although snails don't really taste like chicken, they are quite delectable. If only they would bring back the garlic and lavender soup, I'm sure that at least one food intern at the Alibi
would be willing to sing the French national anthem in her underclothes. The second place spot goes to La Crepe Michel
, and nestled comfortably in third is Le French Corner Bakery
, home of the heavenly Napoleon—the dessert, not the short dead guy. And if you still have the urge to boycott the French, remember that they may have better wine than us and a better taste in food, but it's still okay to snub their bad techno music.