Around the corner from us, so easy to visit. We've been there a number of times over many years. The kid's (now grown up) top restaurant. It is an intimate, cozy, relaxed destination that makes you wait for its consistently excellent fare. Cornbread muffins that demand seconds and could stand thirds, though unseemly gluttonous to ask. We started with unusually delicate mussels basking in flavor of its brilliant broth. When the main courses arrived we were met with plentiful slices of the most perfectly cooked duck draped across a bed of supple polenta anointed with sauce that complimented both... demanding a final finger-sweep to squeegee the last molecules off the plate. The crayfish pasta suffused in an elegant "fromage-y" cheese sauce with a piquancy that set off tender crayfish meat nestled in each bite. Plump succulent prawns pleasured another of us as we shared dishes tastes, and protected our own from depredation by our neighbors. All too soon, we were so full, we sat back in our chairs as if waiting for "one wafer thin mint" to blow us to smithereens. Yet, without shame, we descended upon the bread pudding which disappeared so quickly in a blizzard of spoons that I can't remember it was ever actually there.
Go with close friends for whom long conversations can make you forget how long it takes to be served, and yet never forget how good the slow unfolding meal is. You may as well be in France, where the wait is due to the care in preparation and respect for your evening, not in turning tables. And, signs on the wall are clear in saying as much.. "good things take time"