Returning to Provence and La Mirande (oh how I wish it was for real, and not just through pictures and memories!). In addition to having a Michelin star restaurant with sight lines of the Papal Palace, a couple days a week the hotel offers an intimate chef’s table dinner in the downstairs kitchen that used to be the private dining room of the 14th century popes.
The evening started with a trip to the wine cellar, and an education in Chateauneuf-du-Pape, from Avignon’s closest wine producing region. The region produces wonderfully complex red and white wines that tend to be rare finds here in the States.
Enjoy a glass…or four. Just save room for the main event. Four courses of impeccably prepared food, cooked to order on a wood burning stove and accompanied by wine pairings.
The evening starts with a cold pistachio soup with a dollop of creamy French cheese.
Followed by white fish and mussels on top of the most perfectly whipped potatoes with green beans and toasted hazelnuts.
Then to the main course – lamb with all sorts of delicious accouterments that I honestly can’t remember (in my defense, the night started with wine, moved on to more wine, and finished with more wine).
And finally, the piece de resistance. A homemade sorbet over marinated berries with a fresh from the oven (gluten-free) madeleine.
It’s a night sure to result in new friendships, cheeks sore from laughter, and a stomach full of delicious food.