51 Michelin star restaurants in this town - what are the odds two of them are called something with 'feet'?
Taking my friend Scotty (not the goose) out to a fancy dinner for his birthday did not come off to the best start with both of us heading to the other restaurant called something 'feet' in French and having to rush over to the right set of feet.
We got there in the end. Starting the evening off with a classy discussion on appropriate attire for sugar daddies, causing a few nasty stares from the woman next to us with a £5,000.00 hand bag, we were not doing the whole being posh thing so well. But at least we ordered champagne. Well, I did. I was after all the sugar daddy that evening.
So, 7 courses to go and as many glasses of wine. With those teeny tiny bits of food, you might expect the glasses of wine to compliment them to be tiny as well. We soon learned that this was not the case. We were OK with that.
I am not going to go through the dishes in excruciating detail. Primarily because there were 7 courses and a lot of ingredients in all of them, but also because I was on information overload and can't actually say what was in most of them, other than yumminess (and some type of avocado foam). But we do have pictures.
Other than me finally getting to eat at a Michelin starred restaurant, I also enjoyed getting to confuse Scott's inner gentleman by picking up the bill at the end of it and resisting the urge at slipping him 100 quid and tell him to go buy himself something pretty.
Only next time I may not want to end the evening with forgetting to compliment the food and going on about how amazing the bread basket was....
The very fancy and very long menu |
Amuse bouche |
Radish salad |
Mackerel |
Cod |
Not Cod (Scotty doesn't do fish) |
Hogget (like a hog piglet?) |
Not mackerel (see not cod) |
Pre dessert (because god forbid there's just the one dessert) |
Dessert |
Post dessert |
Happy camper at the fancy French feet place! |
About to inhale dessert |
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