richard-in-cincy
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Our hosts recommended this wonderful place for dinner. We had one of our most memorable dinners at this restaurant in a building from 1512 tucked in the northeast corner behind Notre Dame on the Ile de la Cité --leaning and crooked, half-timbers, ceiling beams, filled with antiques, opera music playing, the whole 9-yards. Very cozy place, wonderfully friendly and helpful staff at 24 Rue Chanoinesse (and thankfully our puckish waiter let me have a copy of the menu so that I didn’t have to write all this down):
We started off with Champagne (what else?)
Les délicieux farçous d’Odette aux 7 légumes verts (tiny pancakes with 7 green vegetables, garnished with fleur de sel)
Foie gras mi-cuit de canard (the house duck foie gras in aspic, garnished with poached cherries and watercress, with toasted baguette slices)
Nos fameuses pétoncles ou coquilles Saint-Jacques sauvages arcies au beurre d’escargots (a way over the top dish—I was drooling when our waiter walked through the door surrounded by the cloud of garlic and butter: scallops on the shell, garlic parsley/herb butter, bread crumbs, broiler—sigh—and yes, I wiped my shells clean of the garlic butter with pieces of bread)
Mon grand Coufidou au vin de Marcillac, façon gibier (totally decadent chunks of beef, roasted and carmelized to absolute perfection in red wine, garlic, juniper, and herbs—similar to Beef Bourguignon—served in a casserole from the oven where it had been sitting for over 5 hours with a side of boiled small potatoes—totally yum.)
Cuisse de canard gras d’Aveyron, confite maison, pommes à l'ail (this was absolute heaven on a plate—duck leg confit roasted crispy and succulent—wow! On the plate were roasted potatoes and garlic (swoon), roasted mélange of peppers, the sweetest glazed carrots and turnips, and a tiny courgette soufflé)
Crème brûlée à la vraie vanilla bourbon (an amazingly rich custard with the crisp burnt sugar topping, the bottom of the dish cold and the top still warm from the torch—perfection)
Fondant froid au chocolat (eggs, butter, sugar, and chocolate (which wasn’t all the way melted before combining, so there with intense bits of the wonderful chocolate in this flourless chocolate cake) baked and served cold with whipped cream on top—what more could one ask for to end this wonderful meal?
I took lots of pictures of dinners(including this one of course), I'll post some over at Neener's site with some commentary.
We started off with Champagne (what else?)
Les délicieux farçous d’Odette aux 7 légumes verts (tiny pancakes with 7 green vegetables, garnished with fleur de sel)
Foie gras mi-cuit de canard (the house duck foie gras in aspic, garnished with poached cherries and watercress, with toasted baguette slices)
Nos fameuses pétoncles ou coquilles Saint-Jacques sauvages arcies au beurre d’escargots (a way over the top dish—I was drooling when our waiter walked through the door surrounded by the cloud of garlic and butter: scallops on the shell, garlic parsley/herb butter, bread crumbs, broiler—sigh—and yes, I wiped my shells clean of the garlic butter with pieces of bread)
Mon grand Coufidou au vin de Marcillac, façon gibier (totally decadent chunks of beef, roasted and carmelized to absolute perfection in red wine, garlic, juniper, and herbs—similar to Beef Bourguignon—served in a casserole from the oven where it had been sitting for over 5 hours with a side of boiled small potatoes—totally yum.)
Cuisse de canard gras d’Aveyron, confite maison, pommes à l'ail (this was absolute heaven on a plate—duck leg confit roasted crispy and succulent—wow! On the plate were roasted potatoes and garlic (swoon), roasted mélange of peppers, the sweetest glazed carrots and turnips, and a tiny courgette soufflé)
Crème brûlée à la vraie vanilla bourbon (an amazingly rich custard with the crisp burnt sugar topping, the bottom of the dish cold and the top still warm from the torch—perfection)
Fondant froid au chocolat (eggs, butter, sugar, and chocolate (which wasn’t all the way melted before combining, so there with intense bits of the wonderful chocolate in this flourless chocolate cake) baked and served cold with whipped cream on top—what more could one ask for to end this wonderful meal?
I took lots of pictures of dinners(including this one of course), I'll post some over at Neener's site with some commentary.