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Mar. 25th, 2024 12:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
madbakerWe went back to Mijoté for the wife's birthday. The menu was similar to our November visit:
pâté de campagne (an add-on we did not have)
thinly sliced halibut, watermelon radish, apple
scallop, cauliflower, saffron
lobster, scape, sauce américaine (an add-on which we did not choose, although it looked delicious and was fun to watch being plated)
lamb loin, rose, smoked beet
pork belly confit, chanterelle mushroom, puntarelle (an add-on we split)
pear, geranium ice cream, almond crumble
Everything was good - even the poached pear bits, which did not hit my graininess meter that is the reason I usually dislike them. I had a mouthgasm over the scallop, which was beautifully cooked and silky. The owner/chef was standing in front of us plating and smiled when he saw my expression. The pork belly confit was delicious, but we probably should have gotten the lobstah instead given that the wife has a fondness for it.
The only down note was difficulty finding parking, although we had budgeted sufficient time for it. We were six blocks away, which wasn't a problem walking to the restaurant but was a bit problematic when walking back; the skies had opened up with rain and neither of us was really prepared. (I had left my trench coat at home.)
pâté de campagne (an add-on we did not have)
thinly sliced halibut, watermelon radish, apple
scallop, cauliflower, saffron
lobster, scape, sauce américaine (an add-on which we did not choose, although it looked delicious and was fun to watch being plated)
lamb loin, rose, smoked beet
pork belly confit, chanterelle mushroom, puntarelle (an add-on we split)
pear, geranium ice cream, almond crumble
Everything was good - even the poached pear bits, which did not hit my graininess meter that is the reason I usually dislike them. I had a mouthgasm over the scallop, which was beautifully cooked and silky. The owner/chef was standing in front of us plating and smiled when he saw my expression. The pork belly confit was delicious, but we probably should have gotten the lobstah instead given that the wife has a fondness for it.
The only down note was difficulty finding parking, although we had budgeted sufficient time for it. We were six blocks away, which wasn't a problem walking to the restaurant but was a bit problematic when walking back; the skies had opened up with rain and neither of us was really prepared. (I had left my trench coat at home.)
