my dining companion had bestowed upon it.Here’s the second course - Poitrine de canard grillée aux olives, poivrons brûlés et girolles. How’s your french holding up? If not so well then - grilled duck breast with olives, burned sweet peppers and chanterelle mushrooms. While we were there, the table next to us ordered an entire duck. It came out from the kitchen and one of the servers cut it open, was not satisfied and sent it back rejected. Would that happen here in Columbus? By the way, duck makes the coolest crunchy sound when it’s being cut into.
And I mention servers in the plural, we had 4-5 people waiting on us at our table. The only one I could identify with a name would be the sommelier. I guess I could stick ‘em with bread boy, water boy, silverware dude, etc., but their roles overlapped and I’m sure I’d give offense to someone. For that matter, one had to be the Maître D’ or maître d’hôtel (master of the hall).
How was the duck? As good and then some as the picture. I opted for the Veau de lait poché aux citrons verts, quinoa soufflé et légumes d’été à l’huile d’amandon de pruneau (Poached milk-veal with lime, souffleed quinoa, summer vegetables in plum oil). How’s your French now?