A few week backs while having drinks with colleagues in Richmond, we decided to go and try French cuisine. The place Chez Lindsay, their speciality seafood and pancakes, or as they say the twin glories of Breton cooking. A selection of galettes, cider serve in boles (cups), seafood including oysters, escargots, and a wide selection of mains.
For starters we had escargots de Bourgogne, Boudin Noir (black pudding), Huitres fines de Claire (oysters), and galette au Roquefort. As main I had the steak frites (grilled sirloin steak with fries and salad), and finally as dessert crème brulee and also tried the crepe suzette. All this while drinking wine and cider.
Nice atmosphere, good service, French classics, decent flavours, however, the overall opinion of the table was that the entrees were much better than the mains. My main was ok, the bernaise was good, the fries were ok, and the salad was simple but excellent.
French reminds me the Seinfeld episode “The Strike”.
Jerry: Actually, the only place she always looked good was in that back booth over there.
George: So, just bring her here. This is all you really need.
Jerry: I can't just keep bringing her to the coffee shop. I mean, what if things, you know, progress?
George: Lights out.
Jerry: Alright, I'll give it a shot! I do really like this coffee shop. Nice cuff links, by the way.
George: Office Christmas gift. I tell you, this Human Fund is a gold mine!
Jerry: That's not a French cuff shirt, you know.
George: I know. I cut the button off and poked a hole with a letter opener.
Jerry: Oh, that's classy.