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The cute restaurant has a tiny dining room on the street level and another space downstairs. French artwork and fresh flowers set the scene but I was there for the food. For a very reasonable 31 euros we dined on four courses but it was the first – the foie gras – that got the juices flowing.
Large chunks of foie gras in a slice of terrine were served on a large, rectangular plate with a sprinkling of cayenne pepper, a conficture d’oignon (onion confit) and slices of toast, which were still warm from the grill when they hit our table. The fois gras was everything I had expected it to be: rich, plump and deliciously tasty.
I could have had four serves of that but it was not to be. Instead I moved to filet de boeuf (steak) with a rich mushroom sauce, caramelised cabbage (weird I know but trust me, it worked) and a selection of vegetables. After three weeks in the carb-loving
Number three on our menu was two small turrets of fresh goats chevre with rocket and half a cherry tomato. Once again, the presentation was superb and set of with a drizzle of olive oil. Simple, tasty and oh-so French.
Our finale was a selection of desserts including a profiterole, fruit salad in a brandy basket and the piece-de-resistance, a crème brulee with a hint of green tea, ginger, ginseng and citrus.
Each tasty morsel was as good as the rest and even though I was quite full from the previous three plates, there was no way I was leaving any of these three sweet treats on the plate.
They say your first time can sometimes be a little unpleasant. But Le Bistro Latin and its foie gras did nothing other than leave me drooling for more.
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