Where I was introduced to the most dizzyingly delicious butter, Le Beurre Bordier au Piment d’Espelette. Sooo good, I could hardly keep the camera steady! On to dinner!
I only had one night in Paris, so dinner had to be memorable. Katie had suggested the most excellent choice with Saturne, a newish and much talked about cave a manger, a wine store/bar/restaurant, in the Bourse district that serves nouvelle cuisine française, so I couldn’t wait to join her and Viktor for a splendid meal. After a quick stop at their cute apartment for a glass of wine, some lux samples of the most divinely infused butter and talk of where to find the best aquariums in Paris, we headed out to the 2nd to get our eat on. We walked into an airy and spacious restaurant, seemingly more Scandinavian than French, and settled in to what would become a glorious, four hour meal. The wines. Oh the most peculiar (and becoming) wines. First, we toasted with a spritely, but certainly not sparkling, peachy-keen rosé, a form that I had never encountered before. Then we uncorked the most slippery, bubble-gummy Côtes du Rhône I have ever tasted, which eventually grew some limbs and opened up to become quite verbal. Wowsa, the most curious new wines that I have tasted in a very long while! As for the food (which, I might mention, is the work of a 24 year old chef!), it got progressively better with each course, with high marks going to the asparagus and the desserts. I’ll admit that I cannot recite which fish was laid to rest in the gazpacho or what offal hid beneath the lacey crisps of cheese and ikura, but I will declare it was a very satisfying meal. Thank you, Katie and Viktor, for a very memorable night in Paris!