Ah, the things one finds when clearing out one's cell phone memory. We passed this little place near our friends' flat in Paris and decided it should definitely be filed under "Restaurant Names, Unappetizing."
Even if it really is a C and not a G after all, all I can think of is the Monty Python joke - "What's brown and sounds like a bell?"
Sorry, darlings; it's been one of those days. I'll endeavor a return to our usual higher plane tomorrow.