It has been such a busy week, we had to wait until Sunday night for our Friday Night Out. Grandpa Nelson got us reservations at a lovely French restaurant just south of our neighborhood, on Clinton.
I have walked there, on warm summer days, to shop at Josephine’s Dry Goods, a high end fabric store. But on a rainy night, a Lyft car seemed the way to go. We got dressed up and headed off.
La Moule is small, and has two rooms. It was lively with conversations, but we asked for a quiet corner, and we got one. The bright blue heart patterned wallpaper set the tone of informality and quirkiness.
Auntie Bridgett knew that La Moule had a good selections of absinthe, so she and the servers discussed it at length, deciding which one she wanted to try. Our waitress, Ezra, and another fellow, were charming and helpful, and she enjoyed her indulgence very much.
Grandpa Nelson ordered a bright red wine from the lower Rhône River area, and it complemented the food perfectly.
Our appetizer was Brie with truffles and cranberries and a baguette, and I had a Petral sole with vegetables. Auntie Bridgett had a salad, and Grandpa Nelson had his beloved French fries, which were perfectly done.
We split the dessert, a chocolate tort with goat cheese mousse and juniper berry brittle… a take on chocolate cake, ice cream and candy, but very grown up and delicious! I regret not getting a photo of it, as it was beautiful.
I liked many things about La Moule…the informality and quality food, the quirky decor and good wine. They even re-use their wine and spirits bottles as water carafes, keeping us supplied with really cold water through our cheesy, wine-y meal. This one was originally the bottle for Bridgett’s Jade Nouvelle Oreleans absinthe. Very pretty.
We left, full of good food and tipsy from good wine, and Lyfted back home. And tomorrow, I get to have an adventure with the Cousins!