Gemma. A sort of diminutive that resonates, trips and makes our tongues dance with its delicious Italian sounds We could make a song with it. A hymn to the generous food della mamma, accompanied by the crossover rhymes, ode to the burrata, straciatella, buffala, salsiccia, friarelli and other diavola. Karine Duprez and Giovanni Guida decided to make Gemma into a restaurant. Un caffè italiano where you can snuggle up together as a family or with friends on a bench and share a pizza, like they do Naples. Because that’s well and truly the heart of Gemma. The one towards which the very particular essence of this place gravitates, enhanced by the imposing presence of a traditionally-made oven by the Italian artisan Stefano Ferrara. Giovanni has left his memories to speak for him for this 6th opening. Holidays on Capri, the Mediterranean and its very characteristic shade of blue that has obsessed so many, including the master Gio Ponti. Paris seems to be a distant memory, for the time it takes to enjoy an aperitivo. As if catapulted from the Amalfi coast in the fifties, we rediscover the pleasure of nibbling the stuzzicchini in a place whose only ambition is to delight our palates. Gemma, you enter, you live, you enjoy and you embrace. Over a cocktail, dreaming of the island of Procida. The tomatoes here taste of sunshine and even the smiles are fatti in casa.
Gemma, 63 rue Traversière – 75012 Paris . Open: every day except Monday. Times: noon – 3 pm / 7 – 11 pm