Always, I have the sense that I could return to Paris at any moment. Last Thursday, my friend Ginny said that it is common to feel this way. "Let's go for dinner at La Cordonnerie on Saturday evening. Shall I call for a reservation?" And for just an instant, one truly believes it is possible. Time travel?
Click on this link to read more about La Cordonnerie. In the right hand margin of the page, you'll find you can book a flight to Paris on Expedia. Instant gratification. At this moment, I could almost do it. Realistically, the soonest I will book a flight is in 2014.
I emailed my friend Ginny, writing, "I know you've already given us a 'restaurant list', but if you had one place to recommend, what would it be?"
She wrote back, "La Cordonnerie."
We made a reservation for Thursday evening, July 12. The place was tiny with just eight tables, the kitchen open. We were lucky enough to be seated at one of three tables directly across from the kitchen, surely the best seats in the house.
There was a young American man seated beside us at a one-person table. We spoke and he said he'd spotted the place a day before, but could not dine without a reservation. He made that reservation and was here for the first time too. As we ate, there was a running commentary between us about the food and its preparation. All three of us watched the chef, his technique at slicing purple onions, the way he trimmed a steak, the ease with which he dressed a salad.
Poêlee de Giroles aux Epices or Foie gras poêlé au Cacao. The chef first cooked the fresh mushrooms as we watched and they were divine.
grillé aux saveurs Provençales, fish with a fresh tomato sauce. Aggie went for Magret de Poulet rôti au raisin frais, chicken with grapes and mouth watering potatoes. We ate absolutely everything.
We left the restaurant in a daze and walked toward the Louvre and that ferriswheel that reminds me of Tillman Fertita's Houston's Aquarium (but I won't go there now). The food was too good not to savor and savor and savor. We boarded a METRO train for our Rambuteau station. It was a very fine evening.