If you want a reminder of how relatively well the visual arts are served by TV in this country, then this documentary series made by the Public Broadcasting Service in the States could be it. It’s not that it’s bad; a solid primer on the creative upheaval in the French capital at the turn of the twentieth century, it has plenty of the business we culture vultures know and love: archive interviews, evocative period portraits, jerky contemporary newsreel of men with cigarettes nearly getting hit by cabs and lots of artworks and academics. It just fails to spark somehow, and you realise that the lack of a Graham-Dixon, Januszczak or Sooke – however intrusive and prancing they can be – can make for really quite dull telly. Part two airs at 8pm on Sunday.
Miz En Bouche
This French restaurant in Clerkenwell takes its name from the French term for 'appetiser', though we detect a hint of poetic license at play: strictly speaking it's mise en bouche. But we're not pedants and it doesn't really matter anyway – the bistro food here goes the full three courses. Expect, then, French classics such as foie gras terrine, escargots à la Bourguignonne, hand-cut steak tartare and a cassoulet of confit duck leg, Toulouse sausage, bacon and beans. And if you fancy a burger? No problem – it's served in a brioche bun with French cheese and with French fries, of course. Each of the exclusively-French wines are available by the glass, carafe and bottle, bar one red and one white. It's close to Sadler's Wells, so there's what looks like a good-value pre-theatre menu too.