at the Gazoline Stand, the essence of the hot dog

Boulevard des Invalides is deserted. An icy wind blows on the rare dead leaves that are still lying on the ground. In the distance, a crowd. Six metal tables are installed on the wide sidewalk, four bikers have deposited helmets and protections there. They discuss, standing, engines stopped. The break looks delectable. They have just filled up and are waiting for food.

The Gazoline Stand is a concept imagined by Ramdane Touhami, at the origin of the neo-baroque boutiques Officine Universelle Buly 1803, acquired by LVMH this fall. This is to say the flair of the gentleman. After immersing himself in the world of plants and beauty, here he is exploring the opposite territory: a gas station. Without fear of contradictions, he positions himself as an ecological and nurturing gas station attendant, with a vegetarian tendency, in a part of the very bourgeois 7and district of Paris, far from being fun. The objective is to dust off both the neighborhood and the profession.

The brioche bread is airy, slightly sweet, the perfectly coating cheddar, the crispy fried onions, the regressive poultry sausage.

On the diesel pumps, we read “not terrible for the planet” ; on unleaded: “not phew either”. A smile is drawn on the faces of the bikers waiting for the “human fuel”. Hot dogs. The young gas station attendant takes orders while cashing in the refueling in the small shop that offers tote bags branded “The Gazoline Stand”, “Death to hipsters” t-shirts, sweets from elsewhere, international sodas, and even purses and shoelaces.

On the exterior shutters, the advertisement is displayed in black, green, yellow, red. It is a question of rasta vegan food, certainly to offset its carbon footprint immediately. But on closer inspection, apart from the plant-based sausage, there isn’t much vegan on the menu.

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The hot dogs are wrapped in designer paper where a gas pump gun serves strong coffee. All this conflicting information creates a bit of annoyance. But, here it is, the brioche bread is airy, slightly sweet, the cheddar perfectly coating, the crispy fried onions, the regressive poultry sausage. The rules of the art are respected then transgressed thanks to a plethoric choice of sauces. Special mention to the surprisingly subtle yuzu mayonnaise.

A hot dog offered at The Gazoline Stand

The sugar crepe makes foot calls. It’s all lace: well-buttered crispy edges, sparingly sprinkled icing sugar and a hint of orange blossom in the dough gives this urban snack a Moroccan travel vibe. The bikers put on their helmets and straddle their bikes. The boulevard is deserted again… Unless it is now inhabited by a sudden urge to hit the road.

The address The Gasoline Stand17, bd des Invalides, Paris 7and. Phone. : 06-31-00-69-84. Open daily from 7 a.m. to 7 p.m.

The essential dish The cheddar hot dog.

The detail that is not one Raspberry, matcha or roasted wheat flavored mini Kitkat, hard to find in Paris.

The bill Around €8.

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