So l arrived on Thursday in Paris, got to the apartment, managed to unpack and a dear dear friend who is as good as great family emailed me to go to my favorite restaurant as his guest, Chez L'Ami Jean. OMG,OMG started with Spanish ham paper thin with bread and great butter, next was a lobster soup. INTENSE would be a gross understatement. Might have been my fav lobster ever, simple soup no fat enrichment but dense and you could smell it a block away. Next course was petoncle ( bay scallops ) lightly pan sauteed with herbs served in the shell, stand up and applaud. Number four was lobster claws with fresh uncooked peas, how something this simple was that good l do not know. Five was a huge dish of local, very local white asparagus with bacon on top that were so wonderful, six was a dish of morilles the size of doorknobs in a light cream sauce that went with the next course of veal filet the size of thick hockey pucks that were perfect as well. Whew, then the riz au lait, frais du bois with creme chantilly, and a fruit dessert that was over the top as well. Coffee and their wonderful cocoa dusted walnuts as mignardaise finished this three + hour extravaganza, what a welcome.
Returned the NEXT day to the petoncle again and a cotes du boeuf-off. My friend brought his own cotes and Stephane cooked both his and the interloper to compare. This was served with a very large dish of peas and bone marrow, and ecstasy prevailed. Followed by the same desserts and coffee and everyone, at least me, went home to sleep. If anyone ever wondered why l love Paris here it is, Sat and Sun were two picnics arranged by a hound who found two delightful gardens in Paris, and with perfect weather l still wonder why l ever leave this city