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December 24-31, 2007
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| Monday, December 31, 2007 permalink
... with Comice pears, pomegranate seeds and chopped hazelnuts with a Meyer lemon vinaigrette made with hazelnut oil. B made Boeuf Bourguignon J.C. style:
- Julia, not Jesus (although his name came up when we tasted this flavorful dish.) S. brought the cheesey spuds, J. brought one of those pastries with a hidden prize – a game in which the victor may win a trip to the dentist, but in this case he wore the crown on his head instead of getting one installed in his mouth. -G (Happy New Year!!)
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| Sunday, December 30, 2007 permalink
Bar Jules had a the smell of bacon as we sat down for brunch. There are no menus, only the chalkboards which list their market driven offerings.
I got the fried eggs with pork ragout ($10.00):
Two perfectly fried eggs next to porkilicious stewed meat with potatoes was just the ticket. The runny yolks and juices were too good to waste and I asked the server if I could have a piece of bread so I could sop them up. She appeared with two pieces of olive oil rubbed toast and I cleaned my plate completely. Chubby got the cornmeal buttermilk griddle cakes ($8.00):
These corn circles had a wonderful texture from some coarsely ground meal. Melted butter and house made berry jam countered the tang from the buttermilk. Chubby had no problem polishing these off. He also got a side of applewood smoked bacon ($6.00):
... which they cook limper than our preference. It’s grilled over a wood fire, so it gets a bonus dose of smoke. Blue bottle coffee is served in press pots ($3.50 per person):
We noticed about four people with Starbucks cups and thought that was strange until we realized that they probably don’t charge lidage. We quickly drank our pot of coffee, but nobody asked if we needed another and we were having difficulty getting the attention of our server since the tables were filling up. When the bill arrived I saw a charge of five bucks for toast:
I told the server that I would pay the charge, but when I had asked if I could have a piece of bread, it would have been a good time for her to inquire if I wanted an “order” of bread, or something to clarify that toast would be made for a fiver (since it wasn’t listed as a side on the chalkboard.) The neighboring table had the same situation and said they would have brought in their own loaf if they had known (crust-age anyone?) Even though I told the server to go ahead and charge us for it, they graciously took it off the bill and didn’t make me feel like an oaf for pointing it out. We love the idea of this little eatery, which sources good ingredients but I wouldn’t bring Vincent Vega here since he still hasn’t gotten over the concept of a five dollar milk shake.
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