Sep 2012

Introducing: {swoon}

Knife. Fork. Spoon.

I came home from the land of baguettes and foie gras to an incredible opportunity to write a book about the very best restaurants in Los Angeles. I’ve always eaten out quite a bit, but this project has turned me into a hardcore binger. On average, I have been visiting upwards of 20 new restaurants each week, sometimes dining in seven or eight places in a single day. It’s all in the name of research, and I’m certain that my book will be better for it. My waistline, on the other hand, not so much.

With so many dishes gracing my palate these days, usually one right after the other, blogging about restaurant meals in my normal format doesn’t properly capture the spirit of these occasions. Thus, I’m launching  a new feature on the site called {swoon} to  highlight the plates that have made a serious impression upon me during these completely insane dining sprees. Consider it a sneak peek of what’s to come; summer 2013 is just around the corner.

And just in case you’re wondering, {swoon} is an acronym for Superlatives Worthy Of Over N’dulgence. You can thank Calvin and Hobbes for that last bit.

Sep 2012

West Country Girl – Paris

West Country Girl - Paris

Before boarding a high-speed train to London followed by a flight back to Los Angeles, we made time for one last lunch in Paris. For our final feast in the city, I desired nothing more than simple, perfectly made crêpes. While most visitors head to Breizh Café or Josselin for this Breton specialty, I took David Lebovitz‘s advice and sought out West Country Girl in the 11th arrondissement.

West Country Girl - Paris

Here, at this minimally appointed restaurant on the Passage Saint-Ambroise, Breton-native Sophie Le Floc’h makes an assortment of sweet and savory crêpes.

West Country Girl - Paris

There’s also plenty of cidre to go around, another Breton specialty.

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Sep 2012

Chez l’Ami Jean – Paris

Chez l'Ami Jean - Paris

For our final dinner in Paris, we dined at Chef Stéphane Jégo’s bastion of Basque cuisine Chez l’Ami Jean.

Chez l'Ami Jean - Paris

Before I get to what we ate and how splendid it all was, a little background on the significance of the restaurant and the chef (pictured above). Take it away, Food Snob Blog:

Chez l’Ami Jean, first opened by a Basque nationalist in 1931, is Paris’ most celebrated exponent of that region’s cuisine. It is also one of the city’s best representatives of the ‘Bistro Moderne’ movement. This is the name bestowed by Gault Millau on the 1990s trend that saw traditional bistros reinvented by chefs who had been formally trained in France’s more formal kitchens. In short summary, after the 1980s and what was the apogee of haute cuisine, kitchens were full of enthusiastic young chefs dreaming of opening their own restaurants. The economic recession of the early 1990s, however, meant that for many this remained but a dream, whilst for others it meant a compromise and instead of their own fine-dining restaurants, they settled on (cheaper) bistros. They brought with them new, more advanced techniques and ideas and succeeded in reversing the decline of these old establishments. The founding fathers of this movement included Christian Constant, Eric Frechon and Yves Camdeborde. In Paris, these men are household names and it was with the last, at La Régalade, where Chez l’Ami Jean’s chef, Stephane Jégo, spent twelve years as his second.

Stéphane and his wife Sandrine took over the Chez l’Ami Jean in 2002 following his departure from La Régalade. Rumor has it that the rugby-playing chef once forced a Michelin inspector dining at the restaurant out onto the street. “They will never be welcome at the restaurant; they have too many tick boxes,” he says.

Chez l'Ami Jean - Paris

The Astronomer, Mom, and I arrived early for our reservation and were seated straightaway without too much fuss. A beautiful loaf of bread accompanied by a glass of  “country cheese spread” was brought to the table soon after we were seated. The spread was quite mild, so several spoonfuls were required to pack the punch that I desired.

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