Have a little more you are too thin!
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Today I finally made a journey to Cupcake Royale. More later...first I must sample and finish writing about these pretty delights.
For the moment one can read a review of Le Timbre
The real purpose of going to Paris besides getting engaged and seeing amazing art was to eat. I mean eat eat eat eat. Oh what food I had. From the sublime to the unbelievably sexy. The first evening we were in Paris we ate at a tiny restaurant called Le Timbre. (I found the restaurant via the incredibly helpful book Great Eats Paris.) It is deeply intimate and cozy in the only way that a restaurant the size of a closet can be. With the help of the lovely
la_sherazade who made reservations for us we didn't have to do a tiring search for a restaurant when we came into Paris on a Saturday. This is a very important thing in this city. Especially on a weekend. But back to the restaurant; the chef is an Englishman by the name of Christopher Wright who manages such beautiful creations in his tiny open kitchen while a very perky English girl (who slips back and forth between English and French with such graceful ease) waits on the 12 tables. The seating is essentially two banquettes with no space so that tables have to be pulled out for people to sit down and you get to know your neighbor very well. There is one large portable menu on a blackboard which shows the choices for the evening. Just about everything changes daily and reflects whatever is available on the chef's daily market visits. Mr. Jenner and I tend to order different things just so we can try a wide range of foods but now and then we will peruse a menu and find we want exactly the same thing and this was one of those occasions.
We began with the Terrine de campagne aux pruneaux confiture d'oignens. An exquisite terrine with a sweet onion compote on the side. Oh the flavors. I believe it was Mr. Jenner who made a rather interesting comparison when he said that such a flavor reminds him of a particular sexual act. I wildly laughed. The terrine was beautifully formed and was delicate almost like silk and filled me with such excitement. It may have been the exhaustion of driving all the way from Nottingham, flying, figuring out the trains and dragging heavy luggage through the streets that made me so appreciative of the entree. They typically have about six choices of wine available and Mr. Jenner chose Le Bosc Domain des schiste 2003 to help us make our way through many slices of crusty bread and meat. The sweetness of the caramelized onions danced perfectly with the terrine. It made the flavors stand out stronger. While dining I noticed there were a other Americans, some older French people and later on two young french couples who came zipping in on mopeds/motorcycles. The group that really caught my attention were the two mothers with young children having a rather posh dinner all while smoking and watching the kids. One was British and had a very posh accent and kind of had a Euro-trash look about her. Her child looked to be about seven or so and was a rather precocious little girl all dressed up playing with her toys and not enjoying any of the food put before her. The other Mother had a baby about a year old who was sucking on bread and squirming about. The women seemed very definite about not letting the kids interfere with their conversation which I found fascinating for many reasons. It was odd to see children in such an adult place and their approach when the kids weren't having that much fun was to set the baby in the stroller outside along with the seven year old girl and they told her to entertain the baby. I understand it is a fairly common thing in Europe but I had to laugh when I realized it was nine thirty at night and they were letting the girl kind of prance about doing her own thing and letting the baby chew on bread. I think in the U.S. if someone did something like that CPS would be called. But then most parents don't take their children to nice restaurants late at night for fancy meals of terrine and or sauteed chanterelles.
Ah well...back to the meal. For our main course we had caille merni, puree de pommes et haulede naix au persil. (I hope I wrote that correctly...I am reading from my messily written notes) Which was quail and apples to be simple about it. It was moist, juicy and there was so much to eat. Which is impressive considering it is a rather small bird. After awhile I just abandoned the use of my fork and knife and dove into with my bare hands. The apples were a light bit of sweetness which again brought out greater flavor in the quail. I admit we were rather full and maybe just a bit relaxed when we finally reached dessert. We had millefeuille du timbre which is always on the dessert list every night. It is sort of a speciality of the house. It is essentially a napoleon. There are layers of vanilla cream and the mille-feuille holding it up and it is crispy, sweet, and delightful. Something almost like a cloud. The perfect way to end an evening of cheerful evening.
The prices are incredibly decent and the service and attention to detail is perfection. Please should you find your way to Paris do make an effort to dine here.
The restaurant is located in the six arrondissement.
Le Timbre
3, rue Sainte Beuve
ph# 01-45-49-10-40
M:Vavin, Notre-Dame-des-Champs
closed:Sat Lunch, Sun, Holidays, Aug.
For the moment one can read a review of Le Timbre
The real purpose of going to Paris besides getting engaged and seeing amazing art was to eat. I mean eat eat eat eat. Oh what food I had. From the sublime to the unbelievably sexy. The first evening we were in Paris we ate at a tiny restaurant called Le Timbre. (I found the restaurant via the incredibly helpful book Great Eats Paris.) It is deeply intimate and cozy in the only way that a restaurant the size of a closet can be. With the help of the lovely
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We began with the Terrine de campagne aux pruneaux confiture d'oignens. An exquisite terrine with a sweet onion compote on the side. Oh the flavors. I believe it was Mr. Jenner who made a rather interesting comparison when he said that such a flavor reminds him of a particular sexual act. I wildly laughed. The terrine was beautifully formed and was delicate almost like silk and filled me with such excitement. It may have been the exhaustion of driving all the way from Nottingham, flying, figuring out the trains and dragging heavy luggage through the streets that made me so appreciative of the entree. They typically have about six choices of wine available and Mr. Jenner chose Le Bosc Domain des schiste 2003 to help us make our way through many slices of crusty bread and meat. The sweetness of the caramelized onions danced perfectly with the terrine. It made the flavors stand out stronger. While dining I noticed there were a other Americans, some older French people and later on two young french couples who came zipping in on mopeds/motorcycles. The group that really caught my attention were the two mothers with young children having a rather posh dinner all while smoking and watching the kids. One was British and had a very posh accent and kind of had a Euro-trash look about her. Her child looked to be about seven or so and was a rather precocious little girl all dressed up playing with her toys and not enjoying any of the food put before her. The other Mother had a baby about a year old who was sucking on bread and squirming about. The women seemed very definite about not letting the kids interfere with their conversation which I found fascinating for many reasons. It was odd to see children in such an adult place and their approach when the kids weren't having that much fun was to set the baby in the stroller outside along with the seven year old girl and they told her to entertain the baby. I understand it is a fairly common thing in Europe but I had to laugh when I realized it was nine thirty at night and they were letting the girl kind of prance about doing her own thing and letting the baby chew on bread. I think in the U.S. if someone did something like that CPS would be called. But then most parents don't take their children to nice restaurants late at night for fancy meals of terrine and or sauteed chanterelles.
Ah well...back to the meal. For our main course we had caille merni, puree de pommes et haulede naix au persil. (I hope I wrote that correctly...I am reading from my messily written notes) Which was quail and apples to be simple about it. It was moist, juicy and there was so much to eat. Which is impressive considering it is a rather small bird. After awhile I just abandoned the use of my fork and knife and dove into with my bare hands. The apples were a light bit of sweetness which again brought out greater flavor in the quail. I admit we were rather full and maybe just a bit relaxed when we finally reached dessert. We had millefeuille du timbre which is always on the dessert list every night. It is sort of a speciality of the house. It is essentially a napoleon. There are layers of vanilla cream and the mille-feuille holding it up and it is crispy, sweet, and delightful. Something almost like a cloud. The perfect way to end an evening of cheerful evening.
The prices are incredibly decent and the service and attention to detail is perfection. Please should you find your way to Paris do make an effort to dine here.
The restaurant is located in the six arrondissement.
Le Timbre
3, rue Sainte Beuve
ph# 01-45-49-10-40
M:Vavin, Notre-Dame-des-Champs
closed:Sat Lunch, Sun, Holidays, Aug.
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Date: 2004-09-28 04:18 pm (UTC)I'm drooling over your description of dessert.
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Date: 2004-09-28 04:29 pm (UTC)They stay in shape in Paris by walking everywhere and taking the metro.
I'd be thin too if I was racing up and down stairs all day.
It was a rather lovely dessert. Very simple, kind of a minimalist design. Just the layers of the pastry, the vanilla creme and that is it.
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Date: 2004-09-28 04:59 pm (UTC)Vanilla creme. mmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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Date: 2004-09-28 04:37 pm (UTC)Nobody has ever EVER said that to me.
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Date: 2004-09-28 04:42 pm (UTC)feckin' puberty.
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