I may have saved the best for last. My final stop for Summer 2016 Restaurant Weeks was Bastille, a wonderful old favourite in Alexandria, Virginia. The restaurant’s name and the Tricoleurs ever-so-subtlely hint at the restaurant’s cuisine. Once again, it was like going home.*
From start to finish, my meal here was sheer perfection.
Wonderful little fried oysters with preserved citrus aioli, plated like a work of art.
The confit de canard was classic. Click on the image to enbiggen, and take a closer look at this beautiful dish. The duck was falling-off-the-bone tender, and the skin was crunchy. It came with a medley of braised peaches, cipoline onions, summer squashes, and roasted potatoes, served on a honey gastrique.
And finally this Gateau Fondant au Chocolat—a chocolate truffle cake with caramel, Valrhona chocolate, ice cream, and a pecan tuile on the top.
A perfect meal.
*There’s a character in a Peter De Vries novel who “always wanted to be born in Boston.” I feel the same way about Europe.
Je suis Européen!