Going out for dinner with friends is one of the best things to do. Ever.
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Secret agents. Totally. |
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More gorgeous than 3 speeding bullets. More sexy than a very very sexy person. |
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They've been drinking. |
It’s even better than sitting alone in your basement watching The Biggest Loser while you scorf down a litre of ice cream.
Last month I went out for dinner with some of my pals and then went to hear our friend Loralee sing in a band that she occasionally works with. She’s kind of a musical butterfly - goes from singing 80’s pop to opera to 40’s jazz, depending on the gig. Amazing.
Anyway, we had such a good time, that we are trying to make it a monthly event.
I call it the Monthly - Put On Some God Damned Lipstick and Don’t Be Such a Hermit Ellen - Night.
Last week we went to the Quebecois restaurant, Le Papillion on the Park.
I’d gone past this spot many times and wondered what it was like. It’s in kind of a weird, yet lovely location.
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Apparently they recently did some big renovations and I must say the decor was lovely - very sweet and warm. Not all stuck up or anything. Like it might kiss you on the first date, but no tongue and you'd better call the next day.
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photo by Jon Sufrin |
I liked the art on the wall. I wanted to buy it. Even dinner out with friends can be an opportunity to shop. I love that. Because I’m shallow.
Here’s what we had:
For starters there was the trio of pate:
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Duck liver and thyme, chicken liver and port wine, port a l'ancienne, fruit chutney, dijon, herbed crostini
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The Betterave Salad with beets, walnuts and tangerine dressing
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Arugula Salad with goat cheese, sun dried tomatoes garlic confit, raisins and rye croutons
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Roasted Guinea Fowl |
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Tourtiere (Quebecois pork, veal and beef pie) with tomato apple relish and salade verte |
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close up of Tortiere. |
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Aubergine Fourre: Baked eggplant stuffed with quinoa, corn and pumpkin, on spinach and red pepper coulis |
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Brouet Papillon: Shrimps, Scallops, Mussels, Calamari and Cockles in a fennel, tomato and Pernod concasse with toasted garlic bread. |
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Maudites Moules: Steamed mussels, tomato concasse, herbs, onions and maudites ale, with frites. |
Followed by:
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Sticky toffee pudding with ice cream. |
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Chamomile Tea
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We had a great time. No one was super drunk and no one started a fight. There was a heated discussion, like when I told Bettina that her religion was total crap, but other than that, it was a fabulous evening.
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