L'Express
Our last supper in Montreal, at L'Express, with Jane and Mark, Ben, Wendy and Gabriel. French bistro, including the cigarette smoke. Mmmm ... koff!
They served us cornichons - baby pickles - in a big jar. Tasted good when dipped in moutard.
Had beef bone marrow - 4 bones on end, each topped with an endive (I'm guessing) leaf, toasted baguette slices and a small bowl of sea salt. Mmm. Entree of calf liver, two large slices, one of which I shared with Gabriel in exchange for some veal kidney. We were being adventurous, yes.
Then the whole group shared three desserts: My mind blurs with the decadence - some orange souffle-like thing sitting on a thick caramel glaze and cream, a chocolate-coffee ice-cream served in two thick slices, and some sort of small-cookie plate.
And, oh yes, the two bottles of Cotes du Rhone (Barrera? Gabriel, we better not forget this!) were just superb: smooth, light, warm, with ... oh, they were just delicious!
They served us cornichons - baby pickles - in a big jar. Tasted good when dipped in moutard.
Had beef bone marrow - 4 bones on end, each topped with an endive (I'm guessing) leaf, toasted baguette slices and a small bowl of sea salt. Mmm. Entree of calf liver, two large slices, one of which I shared with Gabriel in exchange for some veal kidney. We were being adventurous, yes.
Then the whole group shared three desserts: My mind blurs with the decadence - some orange souffle-like thing sitting on a thick caramel glaze and cream, a chocolate-coffee ice-cream served in two thick slices, and some sort of small-cookie plate.
And, oh yes, the two bottles of Cotes du Rhone (Barrera? Gabriel, we better not forget this!) were just superb: smooth, light, warm, with ... oh, they were just delicious!
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