I got a wonderful wonderful surprise last night. “R” and Noah took me to my favorite restaurant in Kansas City for my birthday last night, Le Fou Frog (the Crazy Frenchman). A French restaurant, it it quiet mind-bogglingly delicious place to eat. Nirvana. The food is quite sensuously good.
I had a beautiful lavender cocktail, then we had cheesy scallops, plus octopus to begin with, and OMG! Octopus has always been chewy in my experience. But this was Le Fou Frog and they would ever present anything like that, so I tried it … and … O!M!G!
I wish I could even begin to let you know what it was like. I mean, sensuous is a good word! First, you could cut it with a fork, and I don’t mean the side of it. And it was not chewy, It was as dense as say, chicken (?) but tasted nothing like it. It was prepared with bacon, but that flavor didn’t overwhelm it. And it was very rich, almost too rich and I wasn’t able to finish my entrée because of it, but that’s okay. I have leftovers.
Speaking of entrée, I had roast rabbit. My experience with rabbit hasn’t been that good either, but once again I thought, this is Le Fou Frog! And yes, it was utterly and completely delicious! SO good. R wasn’t very hungry and had French onion soup, and Noah had a mushroom cheese ravioli that was very mushroom-ie. All so so so so so good!
It turned out since it was my birthday I got a free dessert, so even though Noah had made me a VERY low Point dessert for my birthday, I thought, what the hell? It is Le Fou Frog! So I had the crème brûlée and he had chocolate pasty, both with ice cream.
All in all I am still reeling thinking of the flavors and textures and layers of how incredibly good it was. So special thanks to my husbands for such a wonderful meal. It was a delight and feast of the senses.