For dessert, we shared a cheese platter, while listening to an American couple trying to buy fresh foie gras at the till….we didn’t have much of a choice overhearing the 30 minute conversation, because, true to form, their volume control button must have been forgotten somewhere. We kept on hearing Daffy Duck, Daffy Duck and it was only this morning that I realized that it was the French guy saying “ze liver of ze duck”. When you say it very fast, it does sound like Daffy Duck, especially if you had half a bottle of wine!

Dinner was very nice. We were seated outside right next to the river and it was a glorious evening. And I broke my only food rule that was left, without my consent and without realizing what I was eating….

I ordered Suprême de volaille plancha, mangues soja et lait de coco, which translated is poultry with mango soja (!) and coconut milk. What I got was Fondant de veau, courgette ronde aux légumes d’été, or in English, veal with summer vegetables…..oh my….and it was goooood. I did realize that it could not be poultry – it was way to big – and was hoping that it was lamb or pork. Alas….

And if you thought that was rather silly…I actually ordered the veal for a starter, thinking that it was lamb….ooopsie…got the names of the meats completely mixed up. This one I can’t blame on the waitress! Anyway, the starter was a terrine of chanterelle mushrooms and almonds with…..calf’s liver. Yup, now I can honestly state that I no longer have any food scruples.

David had a starter of Dauphine ravioli with ricotta and green asparagus tips. Tee-hee-hee….we only realized now that he also ate something that he would never put his lips to!!!! Asparagus!! And he was blissfully unaware! For mains he had the fillet that was melt-in-the-mouth tender.

I had a stupendous dessert of chocolate mouse…yummy, yummy….and David had a very sedate trio of sorbet….with his ‘petite noisette’

Although the evening was not very expensive in Paris terms, compared to the fabulous meal we had in Barcelona for the same amount, it was by far inferior. The setting alone though, was worth it!
Dinner was very nice. We were seated outside right next to the river and it was a glorious evening. And I broke my only food rule that was left, without my consent and without realizing what I was eating….

I ordered Suprême de volaille plancha, mangues soja et lait de coco, which translated is poultry with mango soja (!) and coconut milk. What I got was Fondant de veau, courgette ronde aux légumes d’été, or in English, veal with summer vegetables…..oh my….and it was goooood. I did realize that it could not be poultry – it was way to big – and was hoping that it was lamb or pork. Alas….

And if you thought that was rather silly…I actually ordered the veal for a starter, thinking that it was lamb….ooopsie…got the names of the meats completely mixed up. This one I can’t blame on the waitress! Anyway, the starter was a terrine of chanterelle mushrooms and almonds with…..calf’s liver. Yup, now I can honestly state that I no longer have any food scruples.

David had a starter of Dauphine ravioli with ricotta and green asparagus tips. Tee-hee-hee….we only realized now that he also ate something that he would never put his lips to!!!! Asparagus!! And he was blissfully unaware! For mains he had the fillet that was melt-in-the-mouth tender.

I had a stupendous dessert of chocolate mouse…yummy, yummy….and David had a very sedate trio of sorbet….with his ‘petite noisette’

Although the evening was not very expensive in Paris terms, compared to the fabulous meal we had in Barcelona for the same amount, it was by far inferior. The setting alone though, was worth it! Dinner was very nice. We were seated outside right next to the river and it was a glorious evening. And I broke my only food rule that was left, without my consent and without realizing what I was eating….

I ordered Suprême de volaille plancha, mangues soja et lait de coco, which translated is poultry with mango soja (!) and coconut milk. What I got was Fondant de veau, courgette ronde aux légumes d’été, or in English, veal with summer vegetables…..oh my….and it was goooood. I did realize that it could not be poultry – it was way to big – and was hoping that it was lamb or pork. Alas….

And if you thought that was rather silly…I actually ordered the veal for a starter, thinking that it was lamb….ooopsie…got the names of the meats completely mixed up. This one I can’t blame on the waitress! Anyway, the starter was a terrine of chanterelle mushrooms and almonds with…..calf’s liver. Yup, now I can honestly state that I no longer have any food scruples.

David had a starter of Dauphine ravioli with ricotta and green asparagus tips. Tee-hee-hee….we only realized now that he also ate something that he would never put his lips to!!!! Asparagus!! And he was blissfully unaware! For mains he had the fillet that was melt-in-the-mouth tender.

I had a stupendous dessert of chocolate mouse…yummy, yummy….and David had a very sedate trio of sorbet….with his ‘petite noisette’

Although the evening was not very expensive in Paris terms, compared to the fabulous meal we had in Barcelona for the same amount, it was by far inferior. The setting alone though, was worth it!Dinner was very nice. We were seated outside right next to the river and it was a glorious evening. And I broke my only food rule that was left, without my consent and without realizing what I was eating….

I ordered Suprême de volaille plancha, mangues soja et lait de coco, which translated is poultry with mango soja (!) and coconut milk. What I got was Fondant de veau, courgette ronde aux légumes d’été, or in English, veal with summer vegetables…..oh my….and it was goooood. I did realize that it could not be poultry – it was way to big – and was hoping that it was lamb or pork. Alas….

And if you thought that was rather silly…I actually ordered the veal for a starter, thinking that it was lamb….ooopsie…got the names of the meats completely mixed up. This one I can’t blame on the waitress! Anyway, the starter was a terrine of chanterelle mushrooms and almonds with…..calf’s liver. Yup, now I can honestly state that I no longer have any food scruples.

David had a starter of Dauphine ravioli with ricotta and green asparagus tips. Tee-hee-hee….we only realized now that he also ate something that he would never put his lips to!!!! Asparagus!! And he was blissfully unaware! For mains he had the fillet that was melt-in-the-mouth tender.

I had a stupendous dessert of chocolate mouse…yummy, yummy….and David had a very sedate trio of sorbet….with his ‘petite noisette’

Although the evening was not very expensive in Paris terms, compared to the fabulous meal we had in Barcelona for the same amount, it was by far inferior. The setting alone though, was worth it!

Agrandir le plan

A first for France, a retrospective of South African artist William Kentridge is currently on exposition at “The Jeu de Paume” in Paris, organized by the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art and the Norton Museum of Art.

Born in Johannesburgh, William Kentridge initially studied Politics and African Studies and thereafter obtained his diploma in Fine Arts. His passion was to become an actor but as he himself said: “I was fortunate to discover at a theatre school that I was so bad an actor that I was reduced to an artist, and I made my peace with it, before turning to art.

Known primarily for his animated films, composed of charcoal drawings, William also produces works in print, collage, sculpture, performance and opera. Combining politics and prose, the artist used his art to denounce apartheid and colonialism: “I practice a political art, that is to say ambiguous, contradictory, incomplete directed toward specific purposes: an art of a guarded optimism that refuses nihilism. ”

The exposition focuses on his more recent productions – late 1980s until today – such as “Learning from the Absurd: The Nose (2008).

Jeu de Paume, Paris

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