Having witnessed David Hockey's brilliant exhibition at the Pompidou Centre, it might seem a good idea to finish your evening at Le Georges, the restaurant on the very top floor of the Pompidou. The view isn’t the only draw: architects Dominique Jacob and Brendan McFarlane's quirky industrial-chic interior wouldn’t look amiss in Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssey. It's hard to imagine the fiasco that follows if you do venture up...
With waiters running around at over 100mph dont be suprised to be bypassed twice or even thrice before you're seated. And when you eventually are, be prepared to be crammed in like sardines between the plethora of other tourists and selfie sticks. The chicken spring rolls for €16.50 lack all the necessary crunch and are quite frankly miniscule, and this sadness is followed by an acidic mango and tuna tartare for €23. If you havent already got cold feet, have a couple of glasses of chablis to round the bill up to over €100 for 2.
It's a great shame, as the potential this place has goes to waste. A bit like Brad Pitt with an erectile dysfunction. To put it more simply - it's a mess.