If the Sabraj restaurant was on the sunny side of the street it would sparkle in the light.
The whole door and every other available surface on the narrow facade is covered with embossed copper and pewter or tin. Unfortunately it’s on the shady side of the narrowest section of rue Saint-Jacques. The sun never reaches it and the decoration is losing its shine.
Not quite every surface is covered. Two neat, framed panels have been left open to display the carved wooden coats of arms of an earlier decoration. Genuine medieval or a nineteenth century addition? I can only guess. Either way the overall effect hints at a taste of the exotic within.
If you were looking for something more traditionally French the Port Salut bistro along the road might fit the bill. The doorway is wreathed in flowers but it’s a shame they are all plastic. What does that say about the food? I’m not sure my horticultural assessment is the best way to choose a place to eat. The blackboard looks promising.
Down the hill, in prime tourist territory, La Petite Hostellerie takes good care of its window boxes. If you were looking for moules/frites this might be worth a try.
A post for Thursday Doors, a weekly link-up of door-enthusiasts around the world.