A Young Chef Swims Up-Seine in Paris


Baieta, with a 23-year-old chef at the helm, foregoes an Instagram-oriented atmosphere for a firm focus on what matters most: the food.

The “bouillabaieta,” a take on the classic Southern French dish bouillabaisse, at Baieta, a new Paris restaurant that takes its name from the Nice dialect word for “little kiss.”CreditPierre Lucet Penato

While most millennial restaurateurs are populating the Right Bank of Paris with trendy neo-bistros, Baieta is swimming up-Seine. The first restaurant from Julia Sedefdjian, who earned a Michelin star at 21 years old as the chef at Fables de la Fontaine, planted itself on the Rive Gauche in March, foregoing an Instagram-oriented atmosphere for a firm focus on what matters most: the food.

Just one side-eye at the neighboring table’s sea bream tartare with lemongrass cream floating on lobster-infused coconut milk and I wondered how customers could concentrate on anything else. The reserved, minimalist décor certainly wasn’t distracting, but deviated from the restaurants of Ms. Sedefdjian’s contemporaries who aim to replace the stuffiness of higher-end restaurants with an ostentatiously cool setting.

Baieta also attempts to democratize haute cuisine with a relatively inexpensive fixed weekday lunch menu (a starter and a main for 29 euros, about $36), and the friendly young staff and cheerful logo erases any pretentious airs.

Ms. Sedefdjian and Baieta’s co-founders, Sébastien Jean-Joseph (sous-chef) and Grégory Anelka (manager), met at Les Fables de La Fontaine, where Ms. Sedefdjian became the youngest Michelin-starred chef in France at the time, in 2016. “We wanted to create the place where we would want to go when the three of us go out,” Ms. Sedefdjian said. “Where we can eat well for not too much money, and where we feel at ease, at home.”

Baieta means “little kiss” in the local dialect of Nice, a wink at Ms. Sedefdjian’s hometown and her culinary influences. A traditional Niçois dish, the pissaladière, is served as an amuse bouche: a warm slice of Mediterranean sun on a typically gray Parisian day. The homemade short, fluffy bread is baked with its toppings: onion confit, black olives and anchovies. The fish come from a Basque fishmonger who prepares the anchovies on the boat as soon as they’re caught, painstakingly removing the bones with tweezers.

The dining room at Baieta.CreditPierre Lucet Penato

The courses soon got heartier and I was hooked. A starter of succulent, caramelized pork breast glazed in ginger, herbs and its own juice, garnished with cubes of mashed celeriac and celeriac chips, was a playground of texture and flavor; an herb sauce added the exact freshness required to lift up the meat. When the mains arrived my partner gleefully tucked into a cod roasted in butter fraternizing with a variety of clams; it was accompanied by a foamy garlic emulsion and laid atop a bed of fregola sarda, a small, round Italian pasta.

Ms. Sedefdjian’s impressive resume includes a degree in pastry arts, so it was no surprise that desserts were equally exciting. Dollops of lemon cream on a fennel shortbread tasted light and rich until I incorporated the pastis and lemon sorbet into my spoonful — the result was a punch of sweet and sour zing. For our post-meal digestif, we opted for the Clément rum, aged in the restaurant’s own oak barrels — a delicious byproduct of Mr. Anelka’s Martinique origins and love of rum.

“I feel free. I’m finally in my own home,” mused Ms. Sedefdjian, now her own boss at 23. “If I want to do something, I have no barriers. If I want to serve a pissaladière as an amuse bouche, I’ll do a pissaladière as an amuse bouche. Because that’s what I want to show my customers as soon as they arrive: bienvenue chez moi.”

Baieta, 5 rue de Pontoise; restaurant-baieta-paris.fr. An average meal for two, without drinks or tip, is €120, about $150.