Monday night, after spending the day scouring Paris 6 for goodies and the afternoon napping and recovering, we headed to La Table for dinner. Never having eaten at a Joël Robuchon restaurant before, we didn’t have much to go on for what to expect other than his appearance on Top Chef this past season (you may recall the episode where poor Kevin had the privilege of sitting with a whole table of people speaking French that later became the “what Kevin hears” segment?). Well that and the fact that I had heard about the small plates at L’Atelier.
We arrived just before seven pm, and unlike at Market, we were warmly greeted and seated immediately. In fact, we were not even the first people to sit down (we had made special effort not to arrive *too* early). The restaurant is elegantly appointed in muted colors, the chairs comfortable, and the acoustics quiet. Overall, perfect for a romantic dinner where conversation can be had without shouting, but not so quiet you feel like the staff is listening to you breathing.
The menu was completely in French, but the staff was kind enough to explain everything we needed. We decided not to get the tasting menu but instead went with ordering a la carte to increase the number of options we had. The plates were divided into smaller plates (cold and hot), appetizers, and mains (many of which were also available in the smaller size). We split the difference with two appetizers, one small plate, and a main course each, which, along with dessert, was exactly the right amount of food for us.
The amuse bouche (which, sadly, I did not record what it was) had bright and lovely flavors and seemed like an excellent palate cleanser to get the mouth in the right mood, so to speak. We had some lovely bread as well, crusty outside and chewy inside, with some beautiful butter (but had to be careful not to stuff too much bread into myself before eating the meal).
Our two appetizers contrasted sharply with one another…. The langoustine coming two to the plate, wrapped in filo and easy to share… The langoustine was perfectly cooked and the flavors were not too heavy, accented with the herbal purée. The araignée (spider crab) was a tiny delicate pile of crab meat in the center of the plate and I almost felt guilty taking any of it off of Gus’s plate for a taste. It was good, but I’m not certain I could say anything definitively about it afterwards that it was clearly spider crab.
After that we shared the Iberico de Bellota a la plancha. I’ve had the Jamon before, but never a piece of pork. I loved it. I know I sound like a broken record, but it was also perfectly cooked. Not covered with sauce or spices, it was able to bring out the rich porky flavor of the meat… While not tough, the meat had enough bite to it so you had something to really chew and taste.
And then onto the mains. I felt like I was in heaven when I took the first bite of my duck and that feeling never faded away. It was comprised of a duck breast mated with foie gras and it was so meltingly tender it… I mean I do not even have the words to describe it. It was rich and lovely but delicate and masterful and well it might be one of the best things I have eaten. The rhubarb accompaniment was nice, a bit startling, woke up the taste buds between bites of the richer duck. Gus’s quail was good too, a little more toothsome and hefty (which sounds strange to say about quail) but frankly I was so busy enjoying my duck I didn’t spend much time raiding his. And I almost completely forgot to mention the puree… that pale scoop of silky loveliness on both of our plates. It would be a travesty to call something so smooth and luscious “mashed potatoes” but unfortunately I don’t know the French word for what that was.
The cheese course snuck up on us. But of course, since we were in France, we ordered it. And then had absolutely no idea what most of the cheese were. And I still don’t. So sorry for the lack of elaboration here but I can say the far one was Gus’s favorite and the near one mine.No comment on how much of that preference was driven by proximity.
And then dessert. I had to have the soufflé. I had one last night? Pshaw! Does not count! And oh my gosh…. The yuzu soufflé was out of this world. The picture really cannot do it justice. It was incredibly fluffy, light and airy, with an almost creamy mouth feel, and the flavor of the yuzu came through so nicely… and I love yuzu (I decided during the dinner we have to buy a yuzu tree for our home). It was beautiful and in its glory called to light the flaws with the soufflé from the night before (thank goodness I ate them in this order because that way I was able to appreciate both instead of being disappointed). The soufflé was so lovely that the accompanying ice cream almost felt like a distraction for me from the beauty of the soufflé. Maybe I should have stayed longer and ordered a second soufflé. Gus ordered the Paris-Brest, made up of little puffs of pastry filled with light creme mousseline of hazelnut praline. It was good but I don’t feel like it was spectacular, but that may be unfair considering my taste buds were entranced by the soufflé… you may have to ask Gus for a more measured perspective.
And that was that…. except for the glass of dessert wine and the glass of kirsch.
Oh — and the other thing I absolutely loved was something that made you think “only in Paris” — during dinner, two different parties were accompanied by their very-proper, well-behaved and quiet dogs. Yes, people brought in their dogs who trotted in and settled themselves right under the tables (no, not on seats). In a 2-star Michelin restaurant. Next time we go to Paris, we have to bring Bello.
La Table de Joël Robuchon
16, Avenue Bugeaud
Paris 75016
+33 (0)1.56.2816.16
Open for lunch and dinner
And it says right there on the website: Pets are allowed
(Quick aside: we used our credit card’s concierge service to make our reservations for this trip which was easy and not only that, worked. If you’re in a hurry, traveling last minute, or don’t speak the language, it’s worth a try. Ours was Merrill Lynch Accolades but American Express concierges can work wonders. Or so I’ve heard.)
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what a gorgeous meal, the pork and the duck dishes sounded fantastic. it looks like a fairly formal environment, but I love that dogs are welcome too.