In fact, we didn't order full main courses. Instead, we ordered off a short list of petits plats — small plates. The waitress assured us that the salads plus a petit plat wouldn't be too skimpy to make a perfectly good lunch. And she was right.
Since we still had quite a bit of wine left in our bottle of Pouilly, believe it or not, we both decided to order main dishes that would go with the dry Sauvignon Blanc. In restaurants, I often try to order something that I don't make at home. This time it was a quenelle de brochet — a fish dumpling that is first poached and then covered in a béchamel sauce and put in the oven to brown on top, or gratiner. A brochet is a river fish— a pike in English. There's a recipe in French for making quenelles on this blog.
Cheryl decided to have a dish that she doesn't make at home and that you don't see in America very often: cuisses de grenouille or frogs' legs. These were cooked à la provençale — in a garlic-parsley butter with tomatoes and zucchini, and also steamed potatoes. The frogs' legs were lightly floured and then panned in butter.
When we finished the main courses, the waitress came to clear away the plates. She asked us if we had finished licking them! Afterwards, we decided to have some cheese. The service got bogged down at that point and we waited a few minutes. Actually, the waitress forgot that we had ordered cheese and some red wine — she came back to the table and asked a second time if we wanted cheese or dessert.
So it took a few minutes. We got a half bottle of Gamay wine and we thought we would each get a little plate of cheese (at €6,50 a plate). But when it came, there was only one plate, and that was good because it was a lot of cheese. We certainly didn't need two servings. There was brie, camembert, cantal, goat cheese, and butter.
At the end of the meal, after coffees, when it came time to pay the bill (€90, kind of expensive but then it was a great meal with a very good wine), the owner of the café gave us two snifters of calvados — Normandy apple brandy — on the house. Then we took a walk around the neighborhood before we went to get the car out of the parking garage for a ride around the city.
That's funny, I just had a quenelle for the first time the other day. The texture was a bit strange (especially since I wasn't quite sure what I was eating!), but other than that, it wasn't bad.
ReplyDeleteI'd call your lunch "finger lickin good", Ken. I've enjoyed reading about these two Paris restaurants- they looked so appealing.
ReplyDeleteI to have enjoyed reading about lunches in two terrific restaurants..Thank you for sharing with us:-)
ReplyDeleteLoved your lunch and could almost taste the quenelles. One hardly sees or hears about them in the States, at least not in Carmel. Vicariously, I enjoyed all your courses and all your wines, including the calvados.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the link to my blog. In July I might be offered the possibility to visit a "quenelle factory" and if I am allowed to take pictures and publish them on the web, I will write a post about it.
ReplyDeleteAbout frog legs, as you know frogs live aroud swamps (please forgive my english) and there are not many regions in France that frogs can live in. One of these regions is "La Dombes", a few miles north of Lyon where i live. So Lyon is one of the not so many places where you can eat frog legs. But since lots of swamps around Lyon have been dried in the last 2centuries, frogs have disappeared from our tables and become too expensive so only a few restaurants carry them. And their frogs mostly come frozen from eastern europe countries. Except of course in very good and very expensive restaurants!
Cath