Where:Entre Nous (216 Stewart St., kitty corner from Macy's)
Would I eat it again? You bet.
Official Tasting Notes: Since a Croque Monsieur is basically a hot ham and cheese sandwich, it's hard to get it wrong. It's like pizza that way. And like pizza, you're likely to encounter variations on the theme. Entre Nous' Croque makes theirs with baguette and Asiago cheese, which passes the muster for its saltiness. But then! The entire sandwich is smothered in peppery bechamel sauce, a juxtaposition that appeals to little ole diner-breakfast-lovin' me. Washed down with my Kronenberg, and They will tuck a fried egg under the blanket of creamy goodness if you so desire (c'est une Croque Madame). It's for the best Entre Nous is not open for breakfast, or I would so desire, probably three days a week.
Entre Nous sits well as a shopping pit stop or a movie pre-funk, and service is as un-French (read:sweet) as can be. The small plates billed as tapas are $5 at happy hour, and refreshingly not-so-small. (Those little dots in on the Mr. Crock are crispy fried onions from my zucchini fritters—a definite pro move.)
** I'm not trying to be clever, I really couldn't figure out a way to get this photo off my broke ass phone. Probably for the best. At 300 dpi, this is like the Medusa of sandwiches, turn your arteries to stone it will.