Our waitress set us up with drinks (their Caesar deserves the first name Augustus) and gently guided us as a sheep dog would through a dozen fine choices to our own unique meal. We began with a foie gras/bacon wonderment that was so delicate and smooth, that you just knew the PETA folks have it all wrong.
The Mrs entree was a duck breast with nettle puree and escargot confit (OMG - escargot confit!!!!). My entree combined four large sea scallops with numerous of their little brothers from the bay, and (quite cleverly) small gnocchi bites in a cream sauce. When we ordered bread to sop up any remaining goodness, they delivered it with house-made dill pickles. How fun is that?
We aren't the high rollers many believe us to be - (I know, I know - what a shock) and didn’t have a clue about what wine to select. So we asked for a bottle in the lowest price range - something hopefully close to $50. A seemingly impossible task to pair a wine with both duck and my scallops. Their sommelier delivered an incredible find - an intense 100% Grenache mouthful - Leonine Carbone 14. I just restarted my “Wines to Buy” list and this is top on that list.
For dessert we enjoyed savarin aux abricots (I call it an Apricot Pile-On). Fresh poached apricots sprinkled with pistachios on an apricot sherbet stacked precariously high on a light rum-soaked cake.