Colette's in town and that means a return to Spring where she swooned over the flowers/plants in the front and back as well as the choices for red protein - pintade, veal or lamb shoulder.
Himself preparing the amuse gueules of stacked tuna, veal, trout eggs and a leaf of lettuce with vitello tonnato sauce aside.
OK: here we go with the main stuff:
- merlu with a fluffy sauce whose perky acidity came from the green tomatoes, with kalamata olive halves, with a green tomato beignet,
- a rollatine of tete de veau with a tad of foie gras, yellow mushrooms and sorrel leaves,
- the pintade of two sorts, sauteed in butter then grilled, served with a fresh almond/red wine sauce and a puree, and a
- dessert trio of red-wine-soaked cherries with vanilla ice cream, a crustless lemon tarte and a tuile with minted chocolate.
The bill, with two coffees, no bottled water and 1.6 bottles of a Loire red with a super rolls and his traditional wonderful algae butter was 132 E.
Go? Isn't it obvious; I avoided saying wonderful, marvellous, great, good, fine, superb, etc., because with his cooking it gets repetitive but it is all of the above.