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Le Meurice ***

When I attended the Flemish food event in early February (sorry this post has been waiting for months) I connected through Paris and had a nice opportunity of lunching at Le Meurice on 9th February 2010.

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Pierre Gagnaire was my first 3-star experience in Paris and I felt I needed to explore the more classical type of cuisine of the highest Michelin standard. Furthermore, I was curious to try one of the most opulent places in Paris.

Luckily, this time Luxeat was able to accompany me and she was fine going for Le Meurice. For a long time we had tried to align our schedules to share a meal.

I was late to the restaurant. Parisian traffic is… well, Parisian traffic, and Luxeat was already at our table waiting for me.

The waiter immediately asked what I would care to drink amongst his offerings and I randomly picked 1996 Bruno Paillard Blanc de Blancs. A full-bodied and wonderful champagne.

We chose the menu decouverte since the price of two courses is almost at the same level as the tasting menu, and because I wanted to try as much dishes as possible to get the best impression of chef Yannick Alléno’s cuisine.

PRAWNS AND SEA URCHIN CORAL UNCOOKED Steamed turnip in a broth, shiso and delicate jelly with Yuzu

The scrimp, sea-urchin dish was interesting and the more I ate, the more I liked the Asian-inspired flavours dominated by sweet and bitterness.

DUCK FOIE GRAS IODIZED IN SUGAR CRUST Turnip chutney with vinegar and seaweed

Despite the few veins in the foie gras, I really liked this one. The liver-taste and fattiness appealed to me and the sugar and vinegar suited it.

SEA SCALLOPS WITH TRUFFLE STEAM AND SPINACH Champagne butter sauce

I liked the scallops a lot, but the black truffles had a too light a taste to them, and as a whole the dish wasn’t that interesting to me.

THINLY-SLICED SEABASS WITH CHOPPED PARSLEY Stuffed macaroni, clams prepared simply

Then followed the sea bass. The taste was good and in particular the pasta was great and tasty, as were the small clams. But the sea bass was no way near the incredibly tasty sea bass I got at Oud Sluis.


PRESERVED FLANK OF VEAL IN JUICE Asparagus from France with olives and crunchy onions, parsley

The veal had character and more distinct taste than the previous dishes. The strong flavours of the parsley and olives balanced the richness and fattiness of the veal which was good but somewhat too bland for a 3-star place like Le Meurice. By the way, we had flipped this veal with the lamb course which was originally part of the tasting menu.


MONT D’OR VACHERIN WITH CHÂTEAU-CHALON Warm potato salad with shallots

The cheese was very delicious and full of taste, but the potatoes were a too heavy thing for me after many, quite rich, courses.

Baba au rhum


Mignardises

POACHED ALOE VERA AND CHILLED WITH PINK GRAPEFRUIT Peppered soft fresh cheese and olive oil juice

COCOA MERINGUE SHELL WITH LIGHT CHESTNUT MOUSSE Tender chocolate heart and Cognac jelly

Desserts and pre-dessert were very good too with surprising textures and intriguing flavour combinations.

The highlights for me were the sugar-baked foie gras and the first light and fresh dessert of aloe vera and pink grape fruit. They were both completely balanced in flavours and delighting at the same time.

From a 3-stars point of view, though, I had expected more. Food-wise I wouldn’t characterize Le Meurice worth planning a trip for. To me, it is not on par with neither Fat Duck or Schloss Berg, not to mention Oud Sluis. I felt that the menu was clumsily composed and that the dishes were randomly picked without a clear target.

As I said, the foie gras and the aloe vera were really special but the rest of the meal missed something – it was good but not memorable. It may well have been me having a bad foodie-day, not being at my best in taking in the food, analyzing and appreciating it, as I had a plane to catch at six from CDG airport. But the feeling I was left with was that it should have been better.

I loved the luxuriousness of the room, the very comfortable chair, the sound of the my heals against the floor when I walked, the escort to the loos, the way that my suitcase, jacket and sweater I took off during the lunch were taking care of while I concentrated on the dining experience. It was awesome and only to be found in places like this.

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Le Chateaubriand – Bonne Bistronomie

When I visited In de Wulf, Belgium, for the six hands dinner, I connected through Paris and had an extra night there before I returned to Copenhagen. Laurent, Gastros on Tour, and I drove back to Paris the day after the dinner event and arrived just in time for a nice lunch at 1* L’Arome. The restaurant was fully booked, but the kind staff set up an extra table for us in the middle of the room. The food was delicious and I understood why the restaurant and head chef Thomas Boullault is famous for the product quality they offer. But sitting in the middle of the room with people passing by all the time wasn’t too pleasant. So, instead of having tea/coffee at L’Arome, we crossed the Champs Elysée to take tea at the bar of the Four Seasons Hotel George V. It was the very first time I entered this opulent, high-ceilinged hotel with the posh Luis XIV interior (check out Adam’s post on Le Cinq, he has a stunning photo from the hotel and restaurant). One time, on my way to the ladies room, I peeped into the fancy dining hall of Le Cinq. Both Bo and Laurent have rambled on and on about this restaurant and the service there, and I know I must visit sometime to experience it myself.

Anyway, this post is actually about the completely different restaurant, namely Le Chateaubriand! I had dinner there on September 22nd.

First time I heard of Le Chateaubriand was from René Redzepi at one of my noma visits. Then a few months later I read Luxeat‘s opinion about the restaurant. Food Snob has been there as well and reading his post and Iñaki Aizpitarte’s life story makes me think of what I know about René being a rebel as a kid and full of energy not easy to control.

Le Chateaubriand is a bistro, but a special one. It’s classified as a bistronomique which means “gastronomique bistro fare at economique prices” according the SAS’ flight magazine Scanorama September edition. Not everyone likes the place. There is just one menu and it changes every day – as the staff likes to challenge themselves, the rumour has it. It’s impressing to think that the head chef Iñaki Aizpitarte is self-tought. By the way he wasn’t in the restaurant, unfortunately, the night I went. In fact Iñaki Aizpitarte took part in the Cook it Raw event where I tasted one of his dishes for the first time. It impressed me that he was on par with some of the top chefs in the world and it intrigued me to visit Le Chateaubriand first chance I got.

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The interior is simple with small wooden tables without table cloths and put closely to each other. The atmosphere is light and lively and the staff has a smitten enthusiasm that makes me think that running this restaurant is exactly what they would like to do.

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When I arrived Laurent was there already, chatting with the staff at the bar over a glass of wine. We got seated under the big blackboard on the wall listing all the owners’ favourite wines. Both the evening’s menu and the wine list were printed on a piece of paper. You get 5 courses for 45€. It’s a bargain.

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Lightly smoked salmon with carrots’ pure, cauliflower and beets

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Grilled squid with tomatoes, yummy

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Cod with ceps, the least interesting dish of the evening, though still nice

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Tender and rare-cooked Boeuf d’ Hugo Limousin with pack choi and mini mais

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Red fruits and chantilly

All the dishes were very pure, which I really liked. They were fresh, juicy and tasty. You could identify the products and sense their original flavours. At the same time, the plates looked beautiful and colourful and I found that very appealing.

We got cheeses as well, Comte as far as I recall and a goat cheese which was excellent. I rarely eat goat cheese, I don’t like it that much. But this particular one was delicious and not too strong in the goat milk taste.

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We drank a Jean-Marc Brignot La Combe from Jura, which has a scent that resembles Sherry. The scent has an oxidization note to it. Anyhow, it was a great wine, balanced, huge aroma, fruit and a long after-taste.

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Looking at this photo it’s evident that the staff is charming. They weren’t too busy to come and chat at our table and exchange opinions about the wine selection.

I like Le Chateaubriand for the concept and the atmosphere – and for the food of course.

Close to midnight I was again back at my hotel and hurried to bed as I very early the next morning was going back to Copenhagen with the SK1568 Scandinavian Airlines flight taking off at 7am.

And just like that, it was the end of my Parisian 48h jaunt. What a great trip. Thanks Laurent!

Le Chateaubriand
129, avenue Parmentier
11th arrondissement.
Tel: +33 1 43 57 45 95

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Paris Report #1

You know already that I took pleasure in dining at Pierre Gagnaire, which was my first 3* Michelin experience in Paris. I would like also to tell you about other great food experiences I had in the fantastic City of Light. During the last couple of months I have been to Paris twice: one time for business and another with my family. This is a wrap-up of both trips.

Arc de Triomphe

Willi’s Wine Bar

In the low key end I highly recommend Willi’s Wine Bar in Rue des Petit Champs not far from Louvre. It’s simple food but very very good and you get a lot of value for not much money. And the wine list is good. I very much enjoyed the 2006 Joblot Clos des Bois Cheveaux Givry 1er Cru, which amazed me by the high amount of fruit, and its ready-ness after only two years surprised me. It was delicate, vivid, and the palate was elegantly nuanced and very well balanced with acidity and restrained tannins.

Palais Royal

Palais Royal

Food-wise Willi’s offers modern interpretations of dishes with Mediterranean influences like octopus salad, crab brandade, fricassee of asparagus, artichokes & filaments leeks for starters, grilled fillet of sea bream, Bourbonnais roasted lamb, lie-de-vin guinea fowl from Burgaud as main courses, and you can have chocolate terrine or for example crisp praline with hazelnuts and caramelized almonds for dessert.

I have tried their boeuf Charolais twice because it was absolutely great my first time. I requested medium-rare and got exactly what I wanted. I love chewing beef and sensing the tenderness and the meaty taste of only barely cooked beef of high quality. Cooked like that the flavours are more preserved and the taste is pure. It’s the combination of the meaty taste and meaty texture – perhaps because some ancient animal instinct awake in me, I wonder?

The second trip to Willi’s Wine Bar was to celebrate my mum and dad’s 25th anniversary. It was their first time in Paris and my mum’s first trip to France. Ever, can you believe that? We therefore spend all the time exploring the major attractions including Louvre where I had actually never been. Mona Lisa IS a beautiful painting. I particularly liked the colours and the light about it.

Senderens

Senderens

I have a few friends in Paris – you know Laurent V already, but I also met up with Julot on my first trip and with Aiste on the second. With Julot it was kind of an disaster, but surely not his fault. Julot recommended me the 2* Michelin Alain Senderens and so I went there for drinks at the bar to meet up with him and his sweet wife Kjerstin to have dinner in the downstairs resto afterwards. Unfortunately, I didn’t really got to try the food because a rude mussel which I ate at lunch in a town outside Paris totally destroyed that evening for me. It made me sick, twice, before I realised it was no good sitting in the restaurant when I couldn’t keep any food inside me. But that was only after the kind Julot let me know that it was obvious I wasn’t well.

Dessirier

Dessirier

Anyways, I couldn’t settle with just one high end dinner, so the next day after testing my stomach’s ability with a cup of coffee and a croissant, I headed off for the 17th arrondisment and I took up Luxeat’s advice on having oysters at Dessirier which it’s owned by famous Michelin 2* awarded Michel Rostang. And what a great idea!

Dessirier

I ordered the biggest plate of many variant oysters from Marennes d’Orléron, Normandie and from Brittany. The oysters couldn’t have been more fresh and delighting to me. I didn’t eat the prawns though, and I actually think that the plate would have been even better without them decorating the centre. I’m not too fond of decorative food items. The food itself should be able to present an inviting look on its own. It was a total oyster gluttony. I was in the oyster heaven and so sorry that my sickness from the day before had turned my stomach into the size of a tennis ball and I therefore had to leave the plate partly undone.

Hedgehog

This was sea urchin. As I don’t speak French, the kind waiter had to gesticulate to me how to eat it, before I realised what it was and how to go about it. The sea urchin is soft in texture, a bit like a puree and the flavour is salt, earthy and a little bitter. I believe I need to have it more often to learn to really love it.

Dessirier Dining Room

I especially liked the warm service from the staff who were very attentive with a humorous twinkle. If I get an oyster craving in Paris again I would always go there to satisfy myself.

Ladurée

Ladurée

On my second trip, Luxeat and I finally met up after having known each other for about a year. I stumbled upon her blog when I was searching for some infomation about Le Clos De La Violette, where I went last year. By circumstance I never made it to Pierre Hermé but she recommended me Ladurée - I have such a sweet tooth – and I got to enjoy the most heavenly macaroons. It’s amazing how much flavour the pastry chef can put into this delicacy. I bought a colourful box of various chokolate – nuts based ones and several with fruits.

Macaroons

I am going back to Paris in September and I have already started to look forward to it. What prospect of having four months to dream and plan the next Parisian very good food dining!

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Discovering Pierre Gagnaire – and a Friendship

“Let me know the day you’re ready for Gagnaire… I’ll join too”, this is what Laurent wrote to me months ago and by that the first very good food / Gatros on Tour epicurious date saw light.

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Laurent discovered my very good food blog, when he was searching for some information about noma prior to his first visit to the restaurant. Laurent also wrote about his Fat Duck experience on the blog, which made me realise that I had to try Mr. Heston Blumenthal’s innovative and unique cooking. Together with noma, Fat Duck is to date my number one dining experience. Both restaurants have a unique personality and serves distinct and impressive food with an enormous and a smitten enthusiasm and I’m unable to put one above the other.

With our same taste in restaurants, I thought I must try Laurent’s favourite Parisian restaurant Pierre Gagnaire and we set the date to April second – code name PG0204. Each of us have reviewed our lunch and I am grateful that Laurent had the patience to wait with publishing his PG0204 review until I had finished mine. We have shared the photos so you will see identical pictures in both posts.

By the way, Laurent did suggest other less expensive places for our lunch, but I was determined that Pierre Gagnaire would have the unique personality and would be the right place for my very first fancy meal in Paris. I had been to Paris a few times before and looking back, the forgettable meals and gross disappointment at the oldest restaurant in town sort of seeded my idea for this blog – I wanted to share my very good restaurant experiences, so that people would not make the same mistakes as I did. Life is too short for bad meals, you see.

Anyway, early morning on April 2nd I flew in from Copenhagen, taxied to my hotel and changed clothes in the tiny bathroom of the hotel basement, because my room was not yet available. Like any other woman with just a little bit of vanity, I had pondered about what clothes I would wear for such an important occasion. I had concluded that my brown Helen Mirren dress with the matching shoes and black Wolfords would be appropriate for my lunch in one of the world’s finest restaurants. OMG, I could hardly believe that I was just about to really experience a three star Michelin restaurant in Paris – I expected the quintessence of fine dining, no more no less.

I took a taxi from the hotel and tried to calm myself down and enjoy the view of the Tuillerie Gardens, Les Champs Elysées and the other beautiful and historic attractions I passed by on the way to 6 Rue Balzac. The excitement was about to take control of my being.

Our appointment was at 12:15 and I was fashionably 5-10 minutes late when I finally shook hands with Laurent V of Gastros on Tour. He was waiting for me in the lounge that you enter before you reach the dining room.

The Pierre Gagnaire restaurant is actually situated in the Hotel Balzac so the loos for example are part of the hotel building. I’m not 100% sure why it is so, but there’s something about hotels and luxurious restaurants that I do not like so much. I prefer independent restaurants. Sometimes there can be a slight worn-ness about the interior and the bathrooms in such hotel restaurants, which also was the case there.

We got seated at the little plateau at the back end of the exclusive and carpet-flooring accommodation and amused ourselves with a glass of Henry Giraud, cuvée “Esprit”, N.V. offering a nose full of complexity and sophistication reflected also in the rich and balanced taste that was weak on acidity. I loved this champagne and it’s fine tiny bubbles.

A Table

We well-conductedly studied the menus but quickly agreed that 255€ tasting menu was the only choice to fully get the sense and impression of Mr. Pierre Gagnaire’s highly esteemed restaurant, which is in the top 5 of most restaurant guides of the world.

The appetizers arrived immediately:



The atmosphere at Pierre Gagnaire is very elegant and fashionable but in a cool way, I would say. There was very much a business feeling to it although some of the other guests surely were not at work, or seemed not to be, that is.

To drink we ordered a 2001 Domaine Leflaive Puligny-Montrachet which of course was very nice but didn’t really reach the level of what I have encountered with the 2004 ones, ironically because I tend to say that the acidity of 2004 is a bit to racy sometimes (same producer). This 2001 one was delicate in taste and eveolved during our meal. But is never became as powerful and with the character I usually find in them.

About the wine list, for a *** Michelin restaurant I would consider the list shortish and the white Burgundy section only counted about 15 different ones covering village to grand cru – as far as I remember.

Le menu Printemps /01/

Pressé de tourteau, gelée d’agrumes à l’aneth.
Aiguilles de raie, chaud-froid d’huile d’olive foisonnée au miel du désert des Agriates.
Abricots secs et navets croquants déglacés de cidre fermier.

The first dish comprised a really nice, pressed hermit crab and citrus fruit jelly with dill, turnip and dried apricots. I particularly liked the green jelly even though is nearly was too intense for balancing the sweet crab meat. Very good.

Saint Pierre

Blanc de Saint Pierre raidi dans un beurre mousseux estragon et piment d’Espelette ; coeur de tomate, rouelles croustillantes d’oignon doux. Salade d’encornets en fond d’assiette ; sirop de rhubarbe acidulé.

This is the most delicious John Dory fish I have ever had judged by the quality and the preparation. The dish as such was quite classic though, but balanced in taste with the fried onion rings.

Mousseline de sandre : fèves, petits pois et lard fumé.
Blette en paquet, choux coeur de boeuf, sauce Poulette.
Grenouilles meunière enrobées d’une fine polenta au colombo, ail des ours.

A very interesting, creative and delicious dish, mild in taste but with a earthiness to it. In the cup were delicious peas, and now trying to translate the menu I realise that I was eating frog, but it was very good. It’s actually very difficult to describe what I liked about this dish as I was kind of eating blindfolded not knowing was I was eating. I’m sorry I didn’t have an English menu to my aid.

Homard bleu au gingembre frais ; crème de grenailles de Noirmoutier au Pineau des Charentes, cassée du jus de carcasse.

This was a lovely lobster and lobster-shellfish juice but sadly accompanied by rice that gave a heaviness to the dish that was completely unnecessary and took away some of the delicate characteristics about the lobster. I could see the point in the beautiful look of the dish kept in white and orange/red colours, however.

Glace d’asperge blanche à la cardamome ; velouté clair de concombre, olives vertes de Lucques, mangue du Vietnam. Ventrèche crémeuse de thon blanc.

I loved the look of this serving. It’s brilliantly capturing the grooves of the tuna piece and the golden stripes of the plate like the green colour matched the soup. But the taste of the dish didn’t become me that well. I’m not so fond of cooked tuna and cucumber soup. I prefer raw tuna. But from a quality point of view it was top. I think perhaps the dish as such lacked a bit of sweetness.

At this point we were kindly offered to visit the very small kitchen considering the size of the restaurant. Wow! This was a fantastic experience for me. While Laurent spoke with head chef Michel Nave and I understood nothing, I shot as many photos as I could for the approximately five minutes we were there. I’ll let the images do the talking here.

Happy Faces

Busy hands

Mr. Michel

Head Chef Michel Nave

Oyster

Poêlée de rouget de roche au vadouvan, huître Gillardeau et coquillages du moment. Artichauts poivrades croquants, dés de lisette et jus de bouillabaisse en assaisonnement.

This oyster dish was the highlight of the meal and it’s a candidate for the meal of my life if I should ever compose one from all my lovely dining adventures. I don’t know how to described to give it full credit for it’s excellency. All the ingredients complemented each other, I wasn’t able to really tell what they were. It was completely complex and completely moving, and I was so amused to hear the sounds of concurrence from across my table.

Red mullet, oysters, Jerusalem artichokes, shellfish, vinaigrette sauce with pepper and bouillabaisse as far as I’m able to translate with a dictionary. Simply so stunning!

Veal

Côte de veau de lait rôtie entière au plat.
On vous sert une tranche, badigeonnée de paprika et de curry doux de Madras, puis posée sur un coulis de poivron rouge à l’amarante. Mascarpone et chlorophylle de roquette.

The main course offered a fine slice of exquisite veal of the highest quality which was stressed by the mere presentation of the dish. I greeted the simplicity after extensively complexity of previous courses. The red paprika-curry sauce comprised some grains, which I haven’t found out what was but complimented the softness of the meat.

Trois fromages…

Camenbert

Parfait brebis, bûche du Gers ; mélasse de caroube.

Stilton

Bourse de Stilton, velouté de laitue.

Brebis

Brioche de camembert fermier, feuilles de pomme.

Have you ever tried cooked cheeses? I surely hadn’t and what a pleasant surprise completely new to me. Camenbert, Stilton and Basque Brebis are all my favourite cheeses and I think it’s a nice choice of selecting the Stilton to a French blue cheese. I love cheese but I’m no expert so I’m unable to figure out what made that decision.

The essence of these three dishes was that in a cooked way you get more fulfilment of the cheese dish as you add sweetness, sour and bitterness to the cheese which underlines the characteristics of the cheese itself.

Juracon

2004 Domaine Cauhapé, Noblesse du Temps, Juracon

On an other cyber occasion Laurent encouraged me to try a Juracon and so this wine was an obvious choice. It also proved to be excellently matching the citrus with the bitter tones in the after taste.

Les desserts de Pierre Gagnaire…

Pinapple

Pinapple layer covering a lemon sorbet and lemon confit

Berries

Wine granité(?) cassis, meringues… something

Blood orange covered by a cream

Blood orange underneath the yellow papaya(?) cream

Chocolate

Chocolate!

The desserts were fabulous! The citrus based ones were perfectly balanced with a sweetness to them and the chocolate was just delicious. I was so sorry that it was impossible for me to finish them as I was so full.

Chocolates for accompanying my coffee

As far as the service, the staff was remarkably good at adjusting the level of interaction with us as well as the level of formalness. I easily felt good about being there and was also excorted to the door to the hotel where I would find the ladiesroom.

Hungry Hedonist has recently been to Pierre Gagnaire and in comments on her post people applause the service and claim their water glass was never empty. Mine was, but probably my inner is just a dry dessert that suck ups all the water props finding their way to my mouth. I could easily have drunk even more water than the amount that was poured into my glass.

This post is the most difficult one I have ever written. It seems that this is a common thing for Pierre Gagnaire as Chuck has experienced the same thing and speaks of a “roller coaster” curse. I didn’t know how to express the fact that I was a bit disappointed but at the same time had experienced a wonderful lunch. It’s important to me to convey exactly what I feel and what I think. Until I feel that the post is true to my feelings, I am unable to publish my review. So, this is the reason why I took me forever to write up this experience. I’m sorry.

Monsieur Pierre Gagnaire wasn’t in that day, so unfortunately I didn’t get to meet him, but I don’t believe that this is the reason for my disappointment. A tasting menu will always comprise courses that are more appealing than others, that’s the essence. You’ll need the less impressive dishes to balance the level of what to expect and find what your preferences are. If they were all marvellous how would you know that they were marvellous (enough)? Plus people have different taste. One dish that’s heavenly to one person can appear average to another. It’s like a holiday where you visit points of interests and that makes the holiday memorable, but you also need days to digest all the impressions to be ready to gather and comprehend new.

So, how to know whether a dish is moving or or not when taking into consideration that the chef cooks the same dish over and over again to adjust the flavours and textures to perfection? It’s like reviewing your own text where you overlook the details and typos because you know what it’s supposed to say. The few chefs who are able to review their own inventions again and again to reach perfection and excellency are true artists.

The dishes of this Spring 01 tasting menu were flawless and inventive. Some were more innovative than others, and especially the three appetizers were almost only that and without being tasty. The green herb paper thing was clearly the best of them. To me it was like the innovation was the main purpose and it lacked personality and a thin red line in explaining why the dishes were composed that way. This was not clear to me, but it’s probably just me not being able to comprehend and not being experienced enough with Pierre Gagnaire. Again, I must turn to literature to better explain what I mean – some books you have to read them over and over again to really understand the meaning. Not that it always has to be comprehendable, but when a restaurant carries the name of the creator, the signature should be strong, or at least I would expect it to be that.

My Chocolate Choice

Would I return to dine at Pierre Gagnaire? Tough question. I would like to, but before that I would like to visit other Parisian restaurants to become more familiar with this scene and what to expect from a *** level. The question is though how long to wait for a revisit? A restaurant named after the inventor – I mean when Mr. Gagnaire retires what will become of this place?

My first Parisian Michelin *** experience remains memorable and not only for the reason of being my first time. What marked it out were the heavenly oyster dish, the fantastic cooked cheeses, the excellent desserts, the tour of the kitchen and, of course, the sharing it with a knowing and true epicurist foodie friend.

Thank you Pierre Gagnaire, Michel Nave, the waiters taking care of us!

Thanks so much to you, Laurent! I look forward to our next fine meal!

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Une Table, au Sud – Entertaining the Senses

Une Table au Sud

Humidity and a scent of slightly salt sea, a light wind, darkness but the lights from the streets and the rocking boasts in the harbour, sounds of a town alive but knocking-off for the day.

The romantic settings around the old port and the beautiful houses with shuttered windows, Châteaux d’If further away in the horizon, and in sharp contrast the chaotic heartbeat of the highly industrialized city with the ugly sight of cranes, dust, smog from a continuous construction of something everywhere.

This was my arrival at the old Vieux Port of Marseilles the evening before my sensuous dinner a Une Table, au sud. My hotel was near the restaurant.

It just struck me, the dualism here of the beauty and the roughness at the same time, like in every other great and famous city of this world, I take it.

A Snack

Anyway, what made me choose this particular place amongst so many temptations in a city stuffed with delectables?

Well, I have to say that the text at the website inspired me, seduced me, so to speak, I admit that. ‘Explosion of senses’ and ‘Lionel Lévy mixes soft and crunchy to arouse your appetite.’ My mouth watered just by reading it. How could you possible say no to that?

First floor

The restaurant is based on the first floor and overlooks the most stunning Vieux Port. I was welcomed by the manager (he seemed to be) and I explained that my friend was ill and so it was just me dining, to which he jested that he would be delighted to join my dinner and accompanied me to my table at the windows with the wonderful view. The interior was very colourful: Dark red walls, candy-cane striped seats, candlesticks in blue, purple or yellow, one at each table.

My table with the View

The au Sud Menu:

Fricassée de morilles et ailerons de volailles
Milkshake de Bouille-Abaisse
Saint-Pierre ragoût de petit pois à la menthe et coriandre
Chevreau á la cuillèe, artichauts à la marjolaine
Pommade maison de chèvre au miel et citron
Les premières fraises

L’Amuse

I asked for a glass of wine that would suit the whole menu, or at least the first few dishes. The smiling and kind sommelier, a woman, poured Chardonnay from Loire lasciviously into my glass. The quick look I had at the bottle told me something that I noted as Cordieaux, which I have never heard of and therefore feel a bit uncertain of, whether this really was the right name. I haven’t given up yet on finding out what this was. Anyway, this wine was astounding. Apart from the dessert, it matched every course wonderfully. Even the main course.

The smell of it was weak at the beginning, rather cold, but preferable to me and had a characteristic and lovely Chardonnay flavour, dryness, fruit but not overdone and a lovely after-taste, just right.

The two first dishes marked themselves out: The fricassé and the milkshake. Both were a delight, the hight of my dinner.

Fowl and Morel

The poultry breast was tender and perfectly cooked, slightly moist. The combination of the powerfully tasty skin, the cream and morels were superb. The Morels. They were absolutely wonderful and numerously offered, my luck as I love, love mushrooms and these were really delicious. The flavour of this dish was strong and intense but still marvellously well blanched.

The wine was perfect for it too, and the food added an arsenal of new flavour nuances to it and much more volume and power. The few minutes in my glass had given the wine a bit of time to develop and whispered softly what kind of enjoyment it was capable of providing me.

The Bouille-Abaisse

An amazing thing this bouillabaisse, langoustines foam at the top and underneath layers of various, well, now I’m a bit lost because I don’t remember, nor could I identify what type of fish flavours conjoined this fantastic milkshake. It looks like a dessert but in fact, it was very deletable, and like the kind waiter had explained me, in English with the adorable French accent, collecting a drop of each colour duvet, the flavours tickled my palate and was full of complexity as well as elegance. Furthermore, I could now identify what seem to me an oak flavour in the wine. I was about to ascend into heaven wonderfully surprised.

The stick on the top of the bowl, though, was a bit laborious and wasn’t needed at all here.

Saint-Pierre

The third dish was the least interesting one, perhaps only because it was served in this order, what could possibly beat those two previous ones? Still I think that the John Dory fish with the pees, the mint and coriander ragout wasn’t complete. Actually, I loved the ragout and the combination of the three elements, but it didn’t go well with the fish. The size of the fish was also wrong, much too big a serving, and in a way it resembled more chicken than fish. But maybe I just don’t like Saint-Pierre, or the fish wasn’t that fresh.

The Goat and Artichoke

The goat kid as I realise now, and not the sucking lamb I had mistaking it for, was a very concentrated course. I liked the meat a lot, both the taste and the texture and it wasn’t at all goaty. The juice was very rich, and the artichoke was wonderful and tender, it melted on my tongue, the most tasty artichoke I’ve ever had and of very high quality. But the dish lacked something that could kick the rich flavour, because it was quite bulky. I think a little pinch of sweet and sour of some kind, like marmalade, or a piece of fruit would have made it perfect, although I couldn’t tell exactly what that should be. A handful of pine nuts were sprinkled on the top, but I found that they wrong here, especially because they were the chubby ones with the special tinge, I don’t like. I prefer the pigeons, which are more strait in their form. The nuts underlined the bulky-ness, in my opinion.

I have never ever drunk a white wine to meat as a main course, and this was absolutely not my last time. In fact, I believe that a powerful red Burgundy or Bordeaux would have drawn too much attention from the goat and downed the delicate taste of the meat. The Chardonnay did a marvellous job in matching the goat and opened even more. Conjoining the two it seemed to me lifting the dish a bit from the unwieldiness of the juice and artichoke. An excellent choice this Loire wine, I must repeat.

Goat’s cheese

Now the cheese. I don’t really fancy goat’s cheese, but I can eat it. This home made paste filled in a tube was spiced with rosemary and I liked that. On the side in a shot glass was whipped cream with lemon and some kind of lemon crisps sprinkled on the top that popped inside my mouth, when I ate it. Like a firework. I’ve not had anything like this since childhood eating chewing gum that sprinkled amusingly in the same way.

The sweet final

With the dessert my task was here to pour the tea on the side over the new fresh strawberries and eat them with the tea-ice cream served with them. Loved the strawberries and the ice cream but the tea juice wasn’t really my thing. Neither the crispy stick on the top. Also, an airer arrived with tiny bags of candy on lines, a cute performance. I still have the candies as a sweet memory of this evening.

Of course, I had to go and please excuse me, the toilets showed to be an exotic experience of mirrors, labyrinths, colours and posh inventories. I almost got lost in there, in this room of mystery.

Salt’n’ Pepa

Overall, the waiters were very charming, and fully took time in explaining me what the food was and how I was supposed to eat it; briefing me not like they were told to, but, as it seemed to me, passionately because they cared deeply. That I think was the most amusing element of my evening.

The final mouth-freshing egg - whiped cream with lemon

At this point, after the final mouth-freshening egg, the joking manager had become a magician and turned a white tiny sugar cubed sized thing on a little plate into a wet refreshing towel for cleaning my hands by pouring water on it.

Explosion of senses, they claim. I would say entertaining the senses. Perhaps explosion of food, which is how I felt it a bit after so many tasting courses. And why is that I always have to taste everything, always pick the largest menu, exaggerate, when I know perfectly well that I prefer simplicity and elegance? I was quite full. The disadvantage with a tasting menu is that the waiters are on you all the time. Every other minute brining a new plate or removing another. I wasn’t provided enough time to drift into the complete pleasure of simply enjoying the good food and just make mellow.

Don’t misunderstand me, please, the food was very good. Marvellous? The wine and the view definitely were, and the two first dishes too.

Une Table, now I think of it, is a grand foodie’s kindergarten, an amusement park for food lovers like me, the colourful interior, the joking waiter, the mysterious loo and the fun way that the food was being presented and named. I felt was almost like 10 years old again, with the bracelet around my wrist providing free rides over and over again (alone sometimes as I was an only child until the age of 12) in the beautiful Danish amusement park of Tivoli.

Tuesday, 24 April 2007

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Le Clos de la Violette – Devine Dining

Entrance to Le Clos de la Violette

A few streets from the heart of Aix en Provence in a residential neighbourhood, I’ve found a little piece of paradise. The house and garden of Le Clos de la Violette. It’s a beautiful place and very romantic. I arrived late in the morning on Saturday 28 April outside the town, because I always wanted to try a ride with the rapid TGV. But going only 12 minutes from Marseilles, the train doesn’t reach the very high speed. However, I did experience to almost get my ears sucked out while going trough a tunnel. That TGV really was a ridicules choice, because all in all it would have been much faster and far more direct with the coach from Marseilles.

In Aix the sun was shining and it was a warm day. Jumping out of the bus I perceived the most wonderful odours. Lavender first of all, other flowers, too and strolling through the old centre struggling with my tight business skirt which crawled up my thighs each time I moved my feet, I took in the Saturday market senses full of colours of food, green artichokes and asparaguses, yellow lemons, red strawberries and scents of this local food, shining fish glowering at me disillusioned, the smell of fresh-baked bread, the sight of a beautiful bride dressed in white, sounds of music and a murmur of people everywhere.

The view from my table

I entered the garden of the pretty villa with the shuttered windows that hosts Le Clos de la Violette. A waiter welcomed me and said that I could select any table I wanted; I chose one in the middle with semi-shade and semi-sun.

L’Amuse

Soon after, the appetizers and the carte arrived full of deliciously sounding courses, which made it very difficult for me to decide what to eat.

The Carte

Half way through my glass of wonderful Moet et Chandon Brut Imperial I decided to kick off my unpossessed pinchpenny-ness and threw myself right into the tempting Menu Découverte, instead of the cheaper menu of the day that had been my reasonable excuse for signing up for lunch at this costly place.

Moet et Chandon Brut Imperial - and the view

Sipping my champagne, I hated myself for putting on more lip gloss the minute before I entered the restaurant, because the vile and peculiar taste of it almost drown the delectable, dry and full-bodied taste of the Champagne. I love champagne. Moet has the slight taste of bitterness combined with the earthy and full flavour, which I like a lot. I leaned back, breathed deeply and just took in this beautiful setting.

It was marvellous to sit alone in this quiet garden, the sun caressing my arm and my cheek, a slight breeze, birds singing, and now and again the sound of a car or a motorino passing in the street, a few fir needles on the table cloth, my chair with a nice soft pillow for my sensitive bottom, arms to rest my elbows, and this all the while the bubbles were intoxicating me and made me ready for this exciting eating experience.

The Menu Découverte

Green asparaguses served warm
Mashed chickpeas and tapenade

Fillets of red mullet from the Mediterranee
Grilled calamari and a bouillabaisse juice

Roasted fillet of duck
with honey and sweet spices, black olives
and barks of crystallized oranges

Raspberry tiramisu
Marinade of strawberries with ginger and lemon
Strawberries sorbet with basilic

The Beverage

Moet et Chandon Brut Imperial
Cassis 2005, E. Bodin
Le Velette 2003, Chateaux de Côte de Provence
- but I am very uncertain about the name of this wine! Do you know it?

Each dish was perfect. I missed nothing at all. It was amazing how every single element served a purpose to the completeness of this stunning food. Even down to the rucola leaves. I was impressed. The decoration of the plates, well I think (I hope) that you agree with me looking at these photos that were shot with the new camera I got, a present, so I didn’t need to carry the big Canon 350D around. I like to (try and) look chic.

The built on serving table

Four kind people, 2 of each sex, waited my table and the four other ones busy with guests this afternoon. Several times they came and asked me if the sun was too much on me. It was perfect, and my white skin licked all the sunbeam it could get.

I loved the wine. The scent of the white reminded me of something, but I couldn’t place what it was. The sommelier told me it was a mixture of Chardonnay and Viognier, which I’ve always been very keen on, so maybe that was what I thought of when sniffing the wine.

The Asparaguses

The green asparaguses were firm and yet tender, the biggest green ones I have ever had, and the two thin white leaves on the top were incredibly tasty and the aioli perhaps, something sour anyway, and the cream of chickpeas too.

The Mullet

The mullet fillets were very delectable, maybe this dish was the best, if I must underline one. Every piece of food ingredient on this plate had a function and suited a purpose for the grand-ness of it. Divine. Even down to the rocula that with the strong-ness and with their bitter and peppery taste gave some structure to the course that without it, risked to be to sweet end almost overwhelming. I must say, too that the grilled calamari with the green stuff, whatever that was, buttered on it was so good. Fresh like if they had just caught the fish minutes before cooking it.

The Duck’s knife

I have a problem with the red wine, which accompanied the main course. I have a note in my Moleskin saying “Le Velette”, and seeing this I recall thinking “For once something nice and short that I can easily remember, just the e’s”. I also believe that it was a Chateaux Côte de Provence, but googling this, I cannot fine any one that matches the image I have in my mind. Why didn’t I shoot the photos of the labels on the bottles? I regret that.

However, the grape was a local one and mixed with a little bit of Syrah, the sommelier had informed me. He also mentioned the name of the local grape, but I’ve forgotten all about it. It was fantastic, exactly my kind of wine, fruit but not to much, good tannin, not too thick in texture and with a long full and dry after taste. Perfect for my food.

The Duck

Another perfect dish, fried Berberie duck breast just as rose as I had requested, a very good and very intense juice, and the art decoration on the top of the plate added everything to the course in terms of flavour, which made it heavenly, not to mention the slice of orange.

The dessert with fruit and side order

You know, when I look at the photo of the dessert now, I can still sense the taste of the strawberries, the sweetness of them, the slight sourness and tiny seeds tickling my tongue and later in my teeth, the sorbet. Wauuw. Sweet summer.

The dessert sidecar

This whole experience filled me with happiness. So much that I had to borrow the phone (my mobile had died in Munich airport, because I’d forgot my pin code) to ring home and express how wonderful this was, how I was living out one of the best days of my life. Silly, that food can egg on such a feeling, but it does, to me anyway. I was floating, afterwards, for the rest of the day, and actually the next day too, until I again had Danish earth under my feet.

Excellent strong espresso coffee

‘Le Clos’ has two Michelin stars and it’s indeed worth both of them. Heavenly divine. Almost like being in love.

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