With men running about my house, removing the siding, ripping out old windows, hammering and sawing and putting in new windows and….making me get up at the ungodly hour of 7AM (I am NOT a morning person), well, I just haven’t been blogging up to my usual standards. Where is the food you say? Frankly I just haven’t had the energy to follow Curt around the kitchen while he cooks. And my kitchen and the rest of the house is a mess anyway. So today I thought it would be a perfect time to return to those beautiful days in Paris.
I have talked about the wonderful lunch at Port au Salut and the market dinner we had in the apartment but you haven’t heard about the fine evening at Auberge de la Reine Blanche (The Inn of the White Queen). This restaurant was recommended to our friends from two of their friends who have traveled to Paris numerous times. So around 4PM one day, Michael walked over and made reservations for the early hour of 7PM. Most restaurants in Paris don’t even open till 7:30PM so we were probably going to be the first people through the door. Once there, wine was ordered and the menu perused. The format was what we had come to expect, an entrée (appetizer), a plat (main dish) and dessert or a combination thereof, for one price. The menu was printed in French but on the back was English. Yay!
Now, so this post doesn’t go on into the evening as our dinner did (the French take their time), I will just hit the highlights. Our chosen entrees ranged from Artichoke Salad w/ fresh mint to Escargot. Pat and Dick had Ravioles du Royan with herbs and mushrooms. Royan is a cheese that was melted on top of the mushroom filled ravioli.
Plats chosen were Coq au Vin (Barbara and me), Boeuf Bourguignon (Richard), Salmon Filet w/ olive oil and lemon (Patricia and Michael) and Curt went with the Magret de canard, sauce au miel et aux epices (tender slices of duck with honey sauce and spices).
But the Pièce de Résistance was the dessert. We were very full but how can you leave a French restaurant without dessert?
Barbara and Michael went with chocolate in the form of the Gateau moelleux au chocolat, creme anglaise et caramel. Rich and creamy. Pure decadence.
Patricia and Richard went with a classic, Crème brûlée w/ its orange blossom flavours. Seriously, that was how it was described on the menu.
And for us, Curt ordered the Croquant de fraises au caramel balsamique, mainly because of the translation which was crunchy fresh strawberries. We never expected this.
The outside was a tuile, a beautiful crunchy cone-shaped confection out of which tumbled strawberries onto a balsamic drizzle. Just amazing. The strawberries were not crunchy.
So there you have it, dinner at the White Queen’s Inn. Our leisurely walk home was filled with smiles.