Yum. Dinner.
Feb. 22nd, 2003 01:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pantryslutIt's late, and I'm spending all weekend at a con. So I'm going to keep this short, but I wanted to write down dinner.
I went to Bistro Clovis for the first time today, a little place just off Market Street in SF. I was invited by friends I'd run into at the con. Bistro Clovis is, indeed, bistro-style, with only a few tables, a short menu and a long wine list, a chalked specials board, and an adorable waitress with braces on her teeth.
The food is pretty much straight French -- cassoulet, beef bourgingon, and so forth. I chose the duck and olive pate as an appetizer, and received a huge slab of pate and two measly toast points. The pate was rustic, but delicious.
For the main course, I opted for the cheese plate, because I haven't had a really good cheese course for too long now, and it seemed to go well with the pate. I failed to note what all of the cheeses were -- a creamy blue, a young goat, Pont L'Avec, a brie I think, and one other soft, pungent cheese. None I liked so much that I'd run out and buy it again (except for the Pont L'Avec, which I've had before, and if I were a bigger blue fan I'd definitely seek out this one), but nonetheless, quite a pleasant dinner.
For dessert: a little frozen parfait with pureed red berries and almond "cookies,' actually little bready fingers.
Our wine was a Chateau D'Arcins, which I've also had before. Nummy.
I got to have a taste of the bourgingon as well, and for beef fans, it's transcendent. Same thing goes for the french onion soup, which I also snitched a spoonful of.
This was a bit of a splurge, but what the heck. Due to my partner's unemployment, we haven't eaten out at a nice place since my friends Debbie and Alan came by and took us out on their dime back in October. So why not?
I promise more substantiative commentary later. After the con, most likely.
I went to Bistro Clovis for the first time today, a little place just off Market Street in SF. I was invited by friends I'd run into at the con. Bistro Clovis is, indeed, bistro-style, with only a few tables, a short menu and a long wine list, a chalked specials board, and an adorable waitress with braces on her teeth.
The food is pretty much straight French -- cassoulet, beef bourgingon, and so forth. I chose the duck and olive pate as an appetizer, and received a huge slab of pate and two measly toast points. The pate was rustic, but delicious.
For the main course, I opted for the cheese plate, because I haven't had a really good cheese course for too long now, and it seemed to go well with the pate. I failed to note what all of the cheeses were -- a creamy blue, a young goat, Pont L'Avec, a brie I think, and one other soft, pungent cheese. None I liked so much that I'd run out and buy it again (except for the Pont L'Avec, which I've had before, and if I were a bigger blue fan I'd definitely seek out this one), but nonetheless, quite a pleasant dinner.
For dessert: a little frozen parfait with pureed red berries and almond "cookies,' actually little bready fingers.
Our wine was a Chateau D'Arcins, which I've also had before. Nummy.
I got to have a taste of the bourgingon as well, and for beef fans, it's transcendent. Same thing goes for the french onion soup, which I also snitched a spoonful of.
This was a bit of a splurge, but what the heck. Due to my partner's unemployment, we haven't eaten out at a nice place since my friends Debbie and Alan came by and took us out on their dime back in October. So why not?
I promise more substantiative commentary later. After the con, most likely.
