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[Andy Fenn]

Thanks for the comments guys. It was an enjoyable report to write.

I forgot to post the tab - 420E each, of which around 300E was food.

The wines we dranks were as follows:

Billecart Salmon NV champagne (I think - Ian?)(this wasn't included in the 80E of matching wines!)

Riesling, l'Agape, Rosacker Grand Cru 2005
Chateau Yvonne Samur Blanc 2004
Condrieu, "resurgence" 2006, domaine de Pierre Blanche
Corps et ame de Ch Gasqui 2003, cuvee Eric Verdier
Vin Jaune, Chateau Chalon 1988

I don't have the two dessert wines - sorry...

I thought the wines were extremely well matched. The condrieu expecially was superb with the lobster, and then took on a completely different character with the sweetbread, before moving on to red.

I think Kinch did us proud. Can't wait to hit that garden.

[Bu Pun Su]

Wow 7-8 glasses of wine pairing at Arpege for "only" EUR 120 ... that sounds like a very good deal. Usually one glass (per 125 cc) could easily cost EUR 25-30
Finally, I find someone who agreed that L'Arpege's service is excellent, if not the best ... Helene and Laurent Lapaire (the latter one is no longer there) are one of world's most extraordinary maitre d's IMHO

So, Julot ... when are you going back to L'Arpege?
Since Arpege supplies their own veggies ... in France, which season would be the best one? Meaning, the season where the vegetables are abundant for both qualities and quantities (aka variety)?

Edited by Bu Pun Su, 21 May 2008 - 06:52 PM.

[prashant]

Awesome report. Looking forward to lunch at l'Arpege in a few weeks! Although after reading this I'm in serious doubt about whether to stick with the lunch menu or split the tasting menu with my wife... more courses = more chances to experience Chef Passard's creatvity...

[robyn]

...So, Julot ... when are you going back to L'Arpege? 
Since Arpege supplies their own veggies ... in France, which season would be the best one? Meaning, the season where the vegetables are abundant for both qualities and quantities (aka variety)?

Obviously you are not a gardener . Spring is best for delicate vegetables - peas - asparagus - ramps - baby greens - etc. Summer for sturdier stuff like corn. Fall for the most robust - like squashes and winter greens (which - unlike spring greens - need braising). In general - I think most seafood would tend to pair best with spring vegetables - and hardier things like pigeon and other birds - including game birds (I understand this restaurant doesn't serve meat) - with fall vegetables. I know you don't live in the United States - but compare spring Easter menus (with delicate spring lamb) with fall Thanksgiving menus (with turkey) - and you will get the general idea. I think there is great merit to both spring and fall menus in many countries - and everyone should try to do both in the course of his or her travels. Robyn

[julot-les-pinceaux]

So, Julot ... when are you going back to L'Arpege? 

Well, as soon as I have sold Robyn's house Twice

Seriously, I hope it will happen this year, and l'Ambroisie too. But those are crazy budgets, especially when one has the strange idea that they would like to go with their beloved wife. Fact is, there are few high end restaurants in Paris I am really excited about those two days, save those two.

[robyn]

You can't sell my house - I have to sell it to finance this trip !

Although this meal sounds wonderful - it also sounds huge. And I am assuming that Andy and Ian are 2 younger normal size guys (and even they had to "take a break" while eating). I personally would probably get sick trying to eat this much food.

Does anyone know whether the lunch menu is more modest in size (it is certainly more modest in price)? Robyn

[Andy Fenn]

I'm 24, 6 foot 3 and have a decent appetite... Ian's older, shorter and uglier, but otherwise not much different.

BUT remember that this wasn't the tasting menu. We chose the courses we really wanted and split them in two. You could have half portions of the consomme, the vegetable dish, the lobster and the comte and have an absolutely incredible meal.

Plus, I reckon they served us full portions of the vegetable dish and were generous with others, and we were comped the pigeon.

Edited by Andy Fenn, 27 May 2008 - 05:13 PM.

[robyn]

Good grief - I am 60+ - 5 feet tall if I stand up straight. You had to take a walk - think someone would have to carry me home . I too have a decent appetite - for my size - which is apparently a lot smaller than yours! And another thing I have found out over the years is that if you're not used to eating lots of really really rich food (and - even with those veggies - I am sure they're not all steamed) - it's kind of hard to handle. FWIW - I am hardly ascetic when it comes to food. Tonight is pasta with a home-made red bell pepper cream sauce. I just don't reduce my cream sauces about 3 times like a lot of French chefs do. As we (retired) lawyers like to say - I will "govern myself accordingly". Robyn

[olivier]

Splitting dishes seems like a great idea. However, what about the size of what you get in your plate? Is that enough to fully enjoy those dishes? I know I'm sometimes disappointed by the size of some tasting menus items. Not because I'm a glutton (which I sometimes am), but because I often can't really appreciate something with just one bite. Or because it's too good, and I need more.

I've read about splitting the tasting menu: isn't that even "worse". I mean, the portions must already be quite "small", but cut in half..?

[ulterior epicure]

Great report, Andy. If it's not gauche, might I ask the price of the L'Arpege tasting, now? If I can find a friend to go with, I might just go for the a la carte split like you did.

I love sweetbreads. I want Passard's sweetbreads.

[Andy Fenn]

The portion sizes were perfect. I don't think I would have wanted a whole lobster, or a whole sweetbread. But as I said, I reckon the vegetables dish was a full portion.

The tasting menu was 360E, and we had more food and more choice for around 300E each for food by doing half portions. And knock off the abalone (90E) and it's around 250E for food. Which is a big difference in price.

[IanT]

I'm 24, 6 foot 3 and have a decent appetite... Ian's older, shorter and uglier, but otherwise not much different.

Ahem.

You're maybe an inch taller than me - and thats pushing it.

Older, I can't deny.

As for uglier - I refer you to who is in possession of Helene's business card....

Edited by IanT, 29 May 2008 - 01:18 PM.

[tupac17616]

As for uglier - I refer you to who is in possession of Helene's business card....

IanT 1, Andy 0

[robyn]

My goodness - 2 young men whose combined ages are less than mine - and whose combined heights are about 2 feet less than me and my husband - and they were stuffed. This will be some complicated food planning (in terms of volume of food).

BTW - I don't care how cute or ugly you are - I've been married for 37 years to a great looking guy .

Any possibility of having an eGullet get-together here sometime in the fall? For lunch or dinner? We will be in Paris first week in October. Robyn

[robert40]

As for uglier - I refer you to who is in possession of Helene's business card....

IanT 1, Andy 0

I suspect you got one too as it could explain the secrecy for withholding your report.

Edited by robert40, 29 May 2008 - 04:57 PM.

[tupac17616]

As for uglier - I refer you to who is in possession of Helene's business card....

IanT 1, Andy 0

I suspect you got one too as it could explain the secrecy for withholding your report.

I wish I had been withholding it voluntarily; it's been written for over 2 months! But stupidity is more to blame than secrecy here, I'm afraid. I couldn't get the pictures to load properly. Until now.

[tupac17616]

l'Arpège
(pictures available here)

I had planned this trip for weeks. Months, really. A series of e-mails urging Adam to set up our reservations ensured that we had a great week of eating ahead, if he didn’t kill me first for trying to make the schedule just right. One thing was certain, though — we would not miss l’Arpège for anything. You see, my favorite chef on the planet happens to be a disciple of Alain Passard. And from what I had read about l’Arpège and what I’d eaten at Manresa, the signs were all there: the stunning technical virtuosity without the sacrifice of soul and whimsy, the dedicated garden growing vegetables for the restaurant, even the Arpège egg.

But who has the audacity to just walk in to a place that takes reservations two months ahead? Well, people who can’t wait for their reservations later in the week, I suppose. On the walk to the restaurant, Adam wondered which language he should use to beg ask for a table — French or English. But luckily a female lunch companion far more attractive and charming than either Adam or I could ever hope to be had beat us there. She had apparently worked some magic, and the huge smiles that greeted us as we walked in the door suggested that we might receive a hug or perhaps a complimentary shoe shine in addition to the table for four in the corner.

We had come in at noon, so for a while the only people we shared the dining room with were the lovely maître d’, Hélène Cousin, and a few members of the waitstaff. But a handful of other parties came and went during the course of our long meal, half-filling the small restaurant. We took at look at the 8-course Pleine Terre, Pleine Mer (135€) lunch menu but we were also drawn to every single many a la carte items, so Hélène kindly offered to put together a longer custom tasting menu for us. In the mean time the sommelier suggested a bottle of wine — Domaine Laroche Chablis Premier Cru Les Vaillons Vieilles Vignes 2004 — whose flavor was bright, crystalline, and limpid. Just kidding! That’s just what these guys said about it.

For better mental clarity in making such important choices, we drank some champagne while we decided which a la carte dishes to add on to the tasting menu. Thankfully this took a while, and a parade of canapés began to arrive in the mean time. There were four small tarts featuring winter vegetables in different combinations: beet, radish, turnip, celery root, cauliflower, and carrot. Then came thick slices of fresh bread cut from a huge round loaf — a nice delivery system for the stunning Beurre Bordier. Our five-hour lunch was now officially underway.

I have a hard time imagining an amuse-bouche more compelling than Passard’s signature Oeuf à la coque – quatre épices. It is at once simple and complex; both satisfying and interesting. A coddled egg yolk is served in its shell, topped with crème fraîche, Xérès vinegar, maple syrup, fleur de sel, black pepper, nutmeg, clove and cinnamon. The beauty here is in the balance — between sweetness and acidity, richness and lightness, depth and clarity. My immediate reaction was simply to smile as I thought of the great meal that this one little mouthful foreshadowed.

Next we had a small silver bowl of the Parfum d’hiver — crème soufflée au speck. The “perfume of winter” here was a creamy celery root velouté topped with a dollop of chantilly infused with the flavor of speck, a smoky Italian ham. Rarely does white-on-white look or taste this good. The velouté on its own was smooth and thick, and the ham-infused cream was even more delicious than it sounds. The combination of the two was like a savory version of oeufs à la neige, the classic French dessert consisting of a light meringue floating atop a rich custard. Clearly we were off to a very good start.

Unfortunately, none of us particularly enjoyed the Pomme de terre fumée et chou vert — Côtes du Jura that came next. In fact it was probably the weakest point of the meal. A few wedges of smoked potato were flanked by leaves of green cabbage and topped with thin slivers of black truffle. The potatoes were so lightly smoked that the flavor was difficult to identify in the midst of the buttery, white wine-flavored foam. Worse yet, the potatoes were also a bit undercooked to my taste, providing more resistance to the bite than I would’ve liked. The truffles contributed little more than a contrasting color on the plate, as their aroma was fairly muted. Overall this was just not a dish that came together very well.

Likewise, we weren’t thrilled with the Fines ravioles potagères “belle saison” — consommé végétal. Small packets of diced onion were enrobed in pasta rolled so thin that it resembled wonton wrappers. They floated in a textbook sunchoke consommé — a clear liquid with a dark amber color, tasting purely of the vegetable from which it was made. The onion in the ravioli was still slightly crunchy, which meant that the flavor was a bit more pungent and less sweet than I had expected. There was also a bit of wholegrain mustard in the ravioli filling, which was a welcome addition but not enough to overcome the texture and flavor of the onion, which kind of killed the dish for me.

At the beginning of the meal, the maître d’ mentioned that there were two dishes not on the menu that featured some last-of-the-season black truffles. Maybe we’re indecisive or maybe we’re just gluttons, but we opted for both. The first of the two was the Gratin d’oignons doux à la truffe noire. To call this dish anything less than culinary alchemy would be doing it a huge disservice. Every bite is just so damn delicious that you have to keep reminding yourself — this is a dish primarily composed of onions! Of course the truffles elevated it beautifully, adding an earthy, musky aroma to complement the buttery sweetness of the onion. But once you realize that Passard has taken that luxurious ingredient and made it sing backup to the humble onion in this beautiful song, you know something special is going on in that kitchen.

Still floating among the clouds from the last course, we weren’t to be brought back down to earth anytime soon. Next up was the Palet de céleri-rave à la châtaigne — truffe noire. A half-inch thick disk of celery root was tiled with almost-translucent slices of chestnut and sprinkled with coarse bits of black truffle. I’m pretty sure I’ve never seen chestnuts presented like this, and I really liked how the thin slicing minimized the chalky texture they sometimes have. But the component that made this dish a knockout for me was the ultra-fine crumb layer tasting primarily of nutmeg that was spread across the top of the chestnut slices. This salty-sweet topping complemented the almost vanilla-like natural sweetness of the celery root and and contrasted the earthiness of the truffles. The texture of the celery root was just on the safe side of fork tender without being the slightest bit mushy, so it maintained its character. The aroma of this dish was truly intoxicating, and its overall flavor was no less alluring.

Having made many trips to Manresa over the past couple of years to sample David Kinch’s evocatively titled “Into the vegetable garden..." dish, one thing I was highly anticipating at l’Arpège was the Arlequin potager à l’huile d’argan — radis long noir, carotte purple haze, navet atlantic, salsifis, betterave forono. I heard a few comments around the table to the effect of “Wow, I’ve never had a ____ quite like this.” You could basically pick any vegetable on the plate — radish, carrot, turnip, salsify, beet — and the statement would remain valid. Alice Waters has been quoted as saying that you she could have any kid eating chard in six weeks, but you could give Chef Passard the most stubborn carnivores on the planet and he’d have them doing cartwheels in the dining room just to get another bite of his vegetables. I think the best way I can sum this dish up is to say that everything on the plate here tasted exactly like what it was, and I definitely mean that as a compliment. A bit of couscous added some textural contrast and the argan oil brought its nutty richness. But in the end this plate was just a happy walk through the garden with a chef who knows how to get the very best from it.

Then it was time for the second black truffle dish (yeah, the smoked potatoes and the fantastic celery root dish earlier didn’t count…) — Tagliatelles de céleri à la truffe noire. The celery root was cut into long, noodle-like ribbons, flanked by a buttery celery root foam, and topped with a tableside shaving of Périgord truffles. The texture of the celery root was too crisp to fool us into thinking it was actually tagliatelle, but I appreciated the whimsy of the presentation nonetheless. The flavors here were straightforward and delicious, though I think even one minute more of cooking time would have yielded slightly less al dente, and therefore more enjoyable, results. But honestly the positioning of this course at a point in the meal after both the onion gratin and the celery root/chestnut dish meant that it had some tough acts to follow, so perhaps I’m nitpicking here.

The next course on the printed menu was scallops, but they had informed us earlier that we’d be having abalone instead. Oh darn. Well if you only learn two French words before dining at l’Arpège, let it be these: Ormeau grillèe. I don’t even know how my description can do justice to a dish so simple yet so full of impact for me. In a meal with several very memorable courses, this might have taken the top spot for me. It was just a single fresh grilled abalone, brushed with butter and sprinkled with fleur de sel and lime zest. I took one bite and my immediate reaction was that the grill man in the kitchen ought to be sainted. My second reaction was one of pure satisfaction — I knew that nobody on the planet was eating quite as well as we were at that particular moment. In every bite I could taste the subtle sweetness of the abalone, the fiery char of the grill, the bright citrus top note, and the salt that elevated each of these flavors. I don’t know what else to say. I feel like the only thing for me to do right now is to stop writing and just think about this dish for a minute… Whew, okay. Moving on.

One item that never seems to leave the menu here is the Aiguillettes de Homard de Chausey — savagnin, so we definitely had to have it. Savagnin is a grape variety grown mainly in the Jura region of France, just east of Burgundy. It’s used to make vin jaune, the French “yellow wine” which makes up the tantalizing sauce that accompanied the lobster here. Now I’m not enough of a believer in the superiority of anyone’s tastes, much less my own, to call anything “cooked to perfection.” But I will admit that it sure was fun being tempted to do that for this course. Two gorgeous whole lobsters were presented tableside before being split lengthwise and plated. All the work of separating meat from shell was done for us, so we had easy access to the insanely tender, buttery and sweet flesh. I’m rarely patient enough to save the best for last, so I went right for the coral on the first bite. That wonderfully creamy mouthful made me so I happy I could’ve kissed someone, so I can only pat myself on the back for having had the foresight not to sit next to Adam on this particular occasion. Subsequent bites were no less delicious, and I should also give an honorable mention to the delicious mound of spinach, the lone vegetable on the plate save for a few paper-thin slices of asparagus. I think this dish was among the absolute favorites of the day for all of us.

A waiter then wheeled a small cart toward the table and made a dramatic announcement: “We are the only restaurant in the world that gets this cheese.” Now we’d had great dishes one right after the other for the past few hours, so I’m pretty sure we would’ve trusted anything that came through the kitchen door. And maybe his statement wasn’t completely correct — I’d tasted this very cheese at Manresa just a few weeks before this. But damn if this little preamble to our cheese course didn’t have us excited for a little Fromage de Bernard Antony — affineur. The cheese the waiter spoke of was just some plain old Comté. From 2003. From probably the most well-regarded affineur in France and therefore on the planet. We could get fancy and call Bernard Antony a cheese optimization specialist, but I prefer to think of him as The Cheese Whisperer. His business is taking cheeses and basically turning them into edible gold. His extremely aromatic Comté that we enjoyed at l’Arpège had a very crystalline texture and an assertively nutty flavor that lingered on the tongue without any foreseeable end. The flavor was so concentrated that the aftertaste even felt a bit astringent on the tongue. We also sampled a second cheese whose name I can’t remember, and the wheel it came from was about the size of a small car tire. This one had a slightly softer texture and a more buttery flavor. The four of us were split on which cheese we preferred (my choice was the car tire), but this course’s simple presentation without any unnecessary accompaniments was very enjoyable for all of us.

There were four desserts on the menu, and four of us. Quite a convenient position to be in, but two desserts in particular were just begging to be ordered. The first was the Praliné de pistache à l’ancienne au chocolat noir — soufflé. The menu description suggested a beautiful thing: the powder made from grinding up caramelized sugar-coated pistachios had been incorporated into a soufflé. How could that possibly be bad? The soufflés were whisked so quickly from the oven to our table that they still stood tall and proud in the ramekins upon arrival. Dark chocolate ganache was then drizzled into a hole made in the center. The smell was fantastic, and so was the flavor. It tasted of pure pistachio, but got extra depth and richness from the dark chocolate so the combination had just the right bitter-sweet balance.

Lest we go hungry while waiting for the other dessert, they brought one the Sucrerie — 3 macarons du jardin. The waiter challenged us to guess the flavors of the three macarons, but I ate way through the other goodies beforehand. There were licorice-flavored palmiers, almond shortbread, ganache-filled dark chocolate, and crunchy salted caramel meringue layered with chocolate puff pastry. Among the four of us, we were able to solve the macaron mystery — the three flavors were Jerusalem artichoke, carrot, and beet. Maybe they weren’t the very best macarons in Paris, but all were very flavorful and just slightly sweet.

Our other dessert was the Tarte aux pommes Bouquet de Roses© — création Hiver 2008. If I’ve ever seen a more beautiful apple tart, I certainly don’t remember it. This was really gorgeous. Thin slices of apples had been formed into small roses and placed like a bouquet in the buttery pastry crust. The texture of the cooked fruit was neither too soft and mushy nor too crisp and mealy. Instead it offered just the right resistance to the fork. The tart crust was flaky-tender and the fruit was juicy and sweet. Every bite with the accompanying caramel sauce was insanely delicious, so a little more caramel sauce or perhaps even a little vanilla ice cream could have put this dessert over the top. Nevertheless it was a delicious way to say goodbye.

I really liked how this last “bouquet” ended the meal in the same place that we had spent the majority of it exploring — the garden. The love and care that are put into selecting of the very best ingredients at l’Arpège is deliciously obvious. When the first bite of any of Passard’s beautiful vegetables hits your tongue, you might even wonder if his kitchen garden is in some sunny corner of Eden (the website claims it’s actually located near Le Mans. I’ll believe it when I see it.) The gracefully orchestrated progression of flavors that we tasted that afternoon delivered exactly what the menu title promised at the outset — “full earth, full sea”. The absence of any meat was an insignificant afterthought. But frankly it still would have been a completely reasonable reaction to cry tears of joy when any of the non-vegetable courses appeared, because they were as impeccably prepared as everything else, and perhaps even more so.

Even at the top level, it’s rare to find a place that so effortlessly combines truly great cooking technique with truly great ingredients, but that’s exactly what you get at l’Arpège. I also want to emphasize what a nice difference the staff made in our experience. The service was courteous, welcoming and refreshingly enthusiastic. They appeared and disappeared at all the right times. And they really made us feel like the guests of honor at very happy banquet for that whole afternoon. Sure we had spent a few euros to enjoy that feeling. But I defy you to taste that onion gratin, that lobster, or that abalone and tell me that that one delicious mouthful is not the only thing in the world that matters at that particular moment.

Edited by tupac17616, 23 June 2008 - 11:51 PM.

[sethd]

l'Arpège
(pictures available here)

I had planned this trip for weeks. Months, really. A series of e-mails urging Adam to set up our reservations ensured that we had a great week of eating ahead, if he didn’t kill me first for trying to make the schedule just right. One thing was certain, though — we would not miss l’Arpège for anything. You see, my favorite chef on the planet happens to be a disciple of Alain Passard. And from what I had read about l’Arpège and what I’d eaten at Manresa, the signs were all there: the stunning technical virtuosity without the sacrifice of soul and whimsy, the dedicated garden growing vegetables for the restaurant, even the Arpège egg.

But who has the audacity to just walk in to a place that takes reservations two months ahead? Well, people who can’t wait for their reservations later in the week, I suppose. On the walk to the restaurant, Adam wondered which language he should use to beg ask for a table — French or English. But luckily a female lunch companion far more attractive and charming than either Adam or I could ever hope to be had beat us there. She had apparently worked some magic, and the huge smiles that greeted us as we walked in the door suggested that we might receive a hug or perhaps a complimentary shoe shine in addition to the table for four in the corner.

We had come in at noon, so for a while the only people we shared the dining room with were the lovely maître d’, Hélène Cousin, and a few members of the waitstaff. But a handful of other parties came and went during the course of our long meal, half-filling the small restaurant. We took at look at the 8-course Pleine Terre, Pleine Mer (135€) lunch menu but we were also drawn to every single many a la carte items, so Hélène kindly offered to put together a longer custom tasting menu for us. In the mean time the sommelier suggested a bottle of wine — Domaine Laroche Chablis Premier Cru Les Vaillons Vieilles Vignes 2004 — whose flavor was bright, crystalline, and limpid. Just kidding! That’s just what these guys said about it.

For better mental clarity in making such important choices, we drank some champagne while we decided which a la carte dishes to add on to the tasting menu. Thankfully this took a while, and a parade of canapés began to arrive in the mean time. There were four small tarts featuring winter vegetables in different combinations: beet, radish, turnip, celery root, cauliflower, and carrot. Then came thick slices of fresh bread cut from a huge round loaf — a nice delivery system for the stunning Beurre Bordier. Our five-hour lunch was now officially underway.

I have a hard time imagining an amuse-bouche more compelling than Passard’s signature Oeuf à la coque – quatre épices. It is at once simple and complex; both satisfying and interesting. A coddled egg yolk is served in its shell, topped with crème fraîche, Xérès vinegar, maple syrup, fleur de sel, black pepper, nutmeg, clove and cinnamon. The beauty here is in the balance — between sweetness and acidity, richness and lightness, depth and clarity. My immediate reaction was simply to smile as I thought of the great meal that this one little mouthful foreshadowed.

Next we had a small silver bowl of the Parfum d’hiver — crème soufflée au speck. The “perfume of winter” here was a creamy celery root velouté topped with a dollop of chantilly infused with the flavor of speck, a smoky Italian ham. Rarely does white-on-white look or taste this good. The velouté on its own was smooth and thick, and the ham-infused cream was even more delicious than it sounds. The combination of the two was like a savory version of oeufs à la neige, the classic French dessert consisting of a light meringue floating atop a rich custard. Clearly we were off to a very good start.

Unfortunately, none of us particularly enjoyed the Pomme de terre fumée et chou vert — Côtes du Jura that came next. In fact it was probably the weakest point of the meal. A few wedges of smoked potato were flanked by leaves of green cabbage and topped with thin slivers of black truffle. The potatoes were so lightly smoked that the flavor was difficult to identify in the midst of the buttery, white wine-flavored foam. Worse yet, the potatoes were also a bit undercooked to my taste, providing more resistance to the bite than I would’ve liked. The truffles contributed little more than a contrasting color on the plate, as their aroma was fairly muted. Overall this was just not a dish that came together very well.

Likewise, we weren’t thrilled with the Fines ravioles potagères “belle saison” — consommé végétal. Small packets of diced onion were enrobed in pasta rolled so thin that it resembled wonton wrappers. They floated in a textbook sunchoke consommé — a clear liquid with a dark amber color, tasting purely of the vegetable from which it was made. The onion in the ravioli was still slightly crunchy, which meant that the flavor was a bit more pungent and less sweet than I had expected. There was also a bit of wholegrain mustard in the ravioli filling, which was a welcome addition but not enough to overcome the texture and flavor of the onion, which kind of killed the dish for me.

At the beginning of the meal, the maître d’ mentioned that there were two dishes not on the menu that featured some last-of-the-season black truffles. Maybe we’re indecisive or maybe we’re just gluttons, but we opted for both. The first of the two was the Gratin d’oignons doux à la truffe noire. To call this dish anything less than culinary alchemy would be doing it a huge disservice. Every bite is just so damn delicious that you have to keep reminding yourself — this is a dish primarily composed of onions! Of course the truffles elevated it beautifully, adding an earthy, musky aroma to complement the buttery sweetness of the onion. But once you realize that Passard has taken that luxurious ingredient and made it sing backup to the humble onion in this beautiful song, you know something special is going on in that kitchen.

Still floating among the clouds from the last course, we weren’t to be brought back down to earth anytime soon. Next up was the Palet de céleri-rave à la châtaigne — truffe noire. A half-inch thick disk of celery root was tiled with almost-translucent slices of chestnut and sprinkled with coarse bits of black truffle. I’m pretty sure I’ve never seen chestnuts presented like this, and I really liked how the thin slicing minimized the chalky texture they sometimes have. But the component that made this dish a knockout for me was the ultra-fine crumb layer tasting primarily of nutmeg that was spread across the top of the chestnut slices. This salty-sweet topping complemented the almost vanilla-like natural sweetness of the celery root and and contrasted the earthiness of the truffles. The texture of the celery root was just on the safe side of fork tender without being the slightest bit mushy, so it maintained its character. The aroma of this dish was truly intoxicating, and its overall flavor was no less alluring.

Having made many trips to Manresa over the past couple of years to sample David Kinch’s evocatively titled “Into the vegetable garden..." dish, one thing I was highly anticipating at l’Arpège was the Arlequin potager à l’huile d’argan — radis long noir, carotte purple haze, navet atlantic, salsifis, betterave forono. I heard a few comments around the table to the effect of “Wow, I’ve never had a ____ quite like this.” You could basically pick any vegetable on the plate — radish, carrot, turnip, salsify, beet — and the statement would remain valid. Alice Waters has been quoted as saying that you she could have any kid eating chard in six weeks, but you could give Chef Passard the most stubborn carnivores on the planet and he’d have them doing cartwheels in the dining room just to get another bite of his vegetables. I think the best way I can sum this dish up is to say that everything on the plate here tasted exactly like what it was, and I definitely mean that as a compliment. A bit of couscous added some textural contrast and the argan oil brought its nutty richness. But in the end this plate was just a happy walk through the garden with a chef who knows how to get the very best from it.

Then it was time for the second black truffle dish (yeah, the smoked potatoes and the fantastic celery root dish earlier didn’t count…) — Tagliatelles de céleri à la truffe noire. The celery root was cut into long, noodle-like ribbons, flanked by a buttery celery root foam, and topped with a tableside shaving of Périgord truffles. The texture of the celery root was too crisp to fool us into thinking it was actually tagliatelle, but I appreciated the whimsy of the presentation nonetheless. The flavors here were straightforward and delicious, though I think even one minute more of cooking time would have yielded slightly less al dente, and therefore more enjoyable, results. But honestly the positioning of this course at a point in the meal after both the onion gratin and the celery root/chestnut dish meant that it had some tough acts to follow, so perhaps I’m nitpicking here.

The next course on the printed menu was scallops, but they had informed us earlier that we’d be having abalone instead. Oh darn. Well if you only learn two French words before dining at l’Arpège, let it be these: Ormeau grillèe. I don’t even know how my description can do justice to a dish so simple yet so full of impact for me. In a meal with several very memorable courses, this might have taken the top spot for me. It was just a single fresh grilled abalone, brushed with butter and sprinkled with fleur de sel and lime zest. I took one bite and my immediate reaction was that the grill man in the kitchen ought to be sainted. My second reaction was one of pure satisfaction — I knew that nobody on the planet was eating quite as well as we were at that particular moment. In every bite I could taste the subtle sweetness of the abalone, the fiery char of the grill, the bright citrus top note, and the salt that elevated each of these flavors. I don’t know what else to say. I feel like the only thing for me to do right now is to stop writing and just think about this dish for a minute… Whew, okay. Moving on.

One item that never seems to leave the menu here is the Aiguillettes de Homard de Chausey — savagnin, so we definitely had to have it. Savagnin is a grape variety grown mainly in the Jura region of France, just east of Burgundy. It’s used to make vin jaune, the French “yellow wine” which makes up the tantalizing sauce that accompanied the lobster here. Now I’m not enough of a believer in the superiority of anyone’s tastes, much less my own, to call anything “cooked to perfection.” But I will admit that it sure was fun being tempted to do that for this course. Two gorgeous whole lobsters were presented tableside before being split lengthwise and plated. All the work of separating meat from shell was done for us, so we had easy access to the insanely tender, buttery and sweet flesh. I’m rarely patient enough to save the best for last, so I went right for the coral on the first bite. That wonderfully creamy mouthful made me so I happy I could’ve kissed someone, so I can only pat myself on the back for having had the foresight not to sit next to Adam on this particular occasion. Subsequent bites were no less delicious, and I should also give an honorable mention to the delicious mound of spinach, the lone vegetable on the plate save for a few paper-thin slices of asparagus. I think this dish was among the absolute favorites of the day for all of us.

A waiter then wheeled a small cart toward the table and made a dramatic announcement: “We are the only restaurant in the world that gets this cheese.” Now we’d had great dishes one right after the other for the past few hours, so I’m pretty sure we would’ve trusted anything that came through the kitchen door. And maybe his statement wasn’t completely correct — I’d tasted this very cheese at Manresa just a few weeks before this. But damn if this little preamble to our cheese course didn’t have us excited for a little Fromage de Bernard Antony — affineur. The cheese the waiter spoke of was just some plain old Comté. From 2003. From probably the most well-regarded affineur in France and therefore on the planet. We could get fancy and call Bernard Antony a cheese optimization specialist, but I prefer to think of him as The Cheese Whisperer. His business is taking cheeses and basically turning them into edible gold. His extremely aromatic Comté that we enjoyed at l’Arpège had a very crystalline texture and an assertively nutty flavor that lingered on the tongue without any foreseeable end. The flavor was so concentrated that the aftertaste even felt a bit astringent on the tongue. We also sampled a second cheese whose name I can’t remember, and the wheel it came from was about the size of a small car tire. This one had a slightly softer texture and a more buttery flavor. The four of us were split on which cheese we preferred (my choice was the car tire), but this course’s simple presentation without any unnecessary accompaniments was very enjoyable for all of us.

There were four desserts on the menu, and four of us. Quite a convenient position to be in, but two desserts in particular were just begging to be ordered. The first was the Praliné de pistache à l’ancienne au chocolat noir — soufflé. The menu description suggested a beautiful thing: the powder made from grinding up caramelized sugar-coated pistachios had been incorporated into a soufflé. How could that possibly be bad? The soufflés were whisked so quickly from the oven to our table that they still stood tall and proud in the ramekins upon arrival. Dark chocolate ganache was then drizzled into a hole made in the center. The smell was fantastic, and so was the flavor. It tasted of pure pistachio, but got extra depth and richness from the dark chocolate so the combination had just the right bitter-sweet balance.

Lest we go hungry while waiting for the other dessert, they brought one the Sucrerie — 3 macarons du jardin. The waiter challenged us to guess the flavors of the three macarons, but I ate way through the other goodies beforehand. There were licorice-flavored palmiers, almond shortbread, ganache-filled dark chocolate, and crunchy salted caramel meringue layered with chocolate puff pastry. Among the four of us, we were able to solve the macaron mystery — the three flavors were Jerusalem artichoke, carrot, and beet. Maybe they weren’t the very best macarons in Paris, but all were very flavorful and just slightly sweet.

Our other dessert was the Tarte aux pommes Bouquet de Roses© — création Hiver 2008. If I’ve ever seen a more beautiful apple tart, I certainly don’t remember it. This was really gorgeous. Thin slices of apples had been formed into small roses and placed like a bouquet in the buttery pastry crust. The texture of the cooked fruit was neither too soft and mushy nor too crisp and mealy. Instead it offered just the right resistance to the fork. The tart crust was flaky-tender and the fruit was juicy and sweet. Every bite with the accompanying caramel sauce was insanely delicious, so a little more caramel sauce or perhaps even a little vanilla ice cream could have put this dessert over the top. Nevertheless it was a delicious way to say goodbye.

I really liked how this last “bouquet” ended the meal in the same place that we had spent the majority of it exploring — the garden. The love and care that are put into selecting of the very best ingredients at l’Arpège is deliciously obvious. When the first bite of any of Passard’s beautiful vegetables hits your tongue, you might even wonder if his kitchen garden is in some sunny corner of Eden (the website claims it’s actually located near Le Mans. I’ll believe it when I see it.) The gracefully orchestrated progression of flavors that we tasted that afternoon delivered exactly what the menu title promised at the outset — “full earth, full sea”. The absence of any meat was an insignificant afterthought. But frankly it still would have been a completely reasonable reaction to cry tears of joy when any of the non-vegetable courses appeared, because they were as impeccably prepared as everything else, and perhaps even more so.

Even at the top level, it’s rare to find a place that so effortlessly combines truly great cooking technique with truly great ingredients, but that’s exactly what you get at l’Arpège. I also want to emphasize what a nice difference the staff made in our experience. The service was courteous, welcoming and refreshingly enthusiastic. They appeared and disappeared at all the right times. And they really made us feel like the guests of honor at very happy banquet for that whole afternoon. Sure we had spent a few euros to enjoy that feeling. But I defy you to taste that onion gratin, that lobster, or that abalone and tell me that that one delicious mouthful is not the only thing in the world that matters at that particular moment.

Thank you for such a wonderful review. It is great to read that L'Arpege is still a wonderful and memorable place to have a superb meal. Especially with the rumors found on this page during the winter that Arpege was in danger of losing a star.

[pierre45]

NIcely written review of Arpege.What was the total cost per person ?

[tupac17616]

Seth & Pierre: Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed it. And Pierre, it worked out to about 320E/person.

[Bu Pun Su]

As usual, great review and pictures Aaron ... what didn't you like about the pictures at the beginning? I thought they're all fine

Are there many off-the-menu in Arpege in general? Do they tell the price in advance? The abalone looks wonderful ... not many 3-star places serving abalone. And yeah, the braised lobster with vin jaune there is the best lobster in the world (no black truffle added?)

[tupac17616]

As usual, great review and pictures Aaron ... what didn't you like about the pictures at the beginning? I thought they're all fine

Are there many off-the-menu in Arpege in general? Do they tell the price in advance? The abalone looks wonderful ... not many 3-star places serving abalone. And yeah, the braised lobster with vin jaune there is the best lobster in the world    (no black truffle added?)

Bu Pun Su: Thank you! The issue with the pictures was with then new version of WordPress doing some strange stuff with over-cropping the photos and not labeling them. But all is well now, I think.
Wish I knew the answer to your question about the presence of many off-the-menu items at Arpege. I know we weren't quoted a price in advance, but I'm sure many places at this price level would tell you without specifically asked.
The abalone was wonderful. And that lobster... As you said, just out of control delicious. And I forgot about truffles with that dish! A while back I saw an old report on OAD with the same lobster preparation with smoked potatoes and truffles now that I think about it. But really ours was so incredible as it was, it boggles my mind to think about how it could be improved!

[Lenski]

I have been wanting to add my opinion on "Arpège" since I visited a couple of weeks ago....

In one word, one of the best meals I have had in a long time and also one of the most expensive.
The Menu "Cuisine choisie" goes for 360 Euros and the Menu "Déjeuner" is now 135 Euros...add the wine and you can imagine. I think it is the most expensive meal (almost 600 Euros per person) but, although very expensive, it was really worth it.

Where to start? I had the "Antique Volaille du Haut-Maine au foin et vin de paille." It was opened right before our faces. It came in a huge creusset pot and it was sealed with some kind of bread that had dried. The volaille stood in the middle of the Hay and the perfume was unforgettable.

We had many, many dishes--I think we got comped big time since we counted at least six more dishes than what was written on the menu--. The "Homard de Chausey" was the most ethereal lobster I have ever had as was the Turbot. The there was a couscous sprinkled on fresh vegetables that was spectacular as it was simple.

We ended with the famous "Tomate confie."

It was unforgettable, and I am going back soon. I will try to take pics next time. But try to go. And I have never had such a professional yet fun service in a restaurant. A great experience.

PS. There is a magazine titled "Etoile" that featured Passard on the cover and it had incredible pics of the dishes. I have scanned the article if anyone is interested.

[Bu Pun Su]

Lenski, thanks for the report. EUR 600/pax ... wow, is it the food or the wine? Did you order the full tasting menu only or combined with some a la carte/off the menu dishes?

If you don't mind, you can scan as many pictures as possible for us to enjoy Could we see them somewhere online? Thanks

[sethd]

Wow 7-8 glasses of wine pairing at Arpege for "only" EUR 120 ... that sounds like a very good deal. Usually one glass (per 125 cc) could easily cost EUR 25-30
Finally, I find someone who agreed that L'Arpege's service is excellent, if not the best ... Helene and Laurent Lapaire (the latter one is no longer there) are one of world's most extraordinary maitre d's IMHO

So, Julot ... when are you going back to L'Arpege? 
Since Arpege supplies their own veggies ... in France, which season would be the best one? Meaning, the season where the vegetables are abundant for both qualities and quantities (aka variety)?

BPS, I would also agree with you that the service at l"arpege is superb.

I have eaten at L'arpege in January, June, and September. The September menu was much more vegetable heavy than the meals earlier in the year.

[Lenski]

Lenski, thanks for the report. EUR 600/pax ... wow, is it the food or the wine? Did you order the full tasting menu only or combined with some a la carte/off the menu dishes?

If you don't mind, you can scan as many pictures as possible for us to enjoy    Could we see them somewhere online? Thanks

My bill was 360 Euros for the Menu "Cuisine Choisie," four glasses of wine averaging 25 Euros and a a Café au Lait at 11 Euros (I needed it, if you know what I mean), add the TVA and I think it is close to 600 Euros. Expensive? Yes. Worth it. Any day.

[olivier]

My bill was 360 Euros for the Menu "Cuisine Choisie," four glasses of wine averaging 25 Euros and a a Café au Lait at 11 Euros (I needed it, if you know what I mean), add the TVA and I think it is close to 600 Euros.  Expensive?  Yes. Worth it. Any day.

Prices are always quoted VAT+service included in French restaurant, so this meal must have cost something like EUR470 and not EUR600 !

Edited by olivier, 15 July 2008 - 10:15 AM.

[jdanton]

Pics are here


On our recent trip to France, Belgium and England we visited. l'Arpege. We had been to two 3* restaurants in the US this year, Jean-George and Per Se, both in New York earlier this year, so the comparison to a French 3* would be interesting.

We both chose the lunch tasting menu @ 135€ was within reason. We were not to be disappointed.

We were given a couple of vegetable chips (parsnip--maybe??) with beet puree and carrot/mustard puree respectively. These were quite tasty.

The Arpege egg is the signature amouse bouche. It consists of a creamy egg yolk, topped with a custard, maple syrup and sherry vinegar for balance.
The next course was a tomato "gazpacho" with moutarde ice cream. It was basically a very simple, purely flavored tomato soup, with mustard (strong and spicy) ice cream. It was prepared tableside, so we got to the see the waitstaff make nearly perfect quenelles of ice cream. Although flavors were a bit odd, they worked amazingly well together--who thinks of these things?!?!

This was followed by a fairly dramatic tableside presentation of a salt roasted beet. The waitstaff carved a large amount of salt away, revealing some lovely beets to be taken back to the kitchen to be finished. This was served with a parsley coulis, a beet noodle, and some old balsamic. The skin was very salty and a nice contrast to the sweet beet.

The next course was a tomato consomme with three ravioli. One of the ravioli was beet, the other a tomato/salsa type thing, and the third an unidentified green peppery taste (tasted like a green salsa). K though this course was kind of weak, I liked it, but am a sucker for ravioli.

The next course was a radish "risotto" with a parmigiana foam. The flavors worked well and I envy the knife skills of whomover prepared the "risotto". Was started to get fairly full of vegetables by this point.

The next course was basically a vegetable explosion with a bit of couscous. Nice dish, all the vegetables were freshly prepared and excellent, but I thought it was a wee bit repetitive at this poing. There were a few beets, carrots, potatoes, red cabbage, and I'm probably missing something.

Arpege redeemed itself totally on the next course. It was fairly simple--a chestnut veloute (a great fall dish) with a speck (ham) whipped cream. This was heavenly. The chestnut soup was amazing, and the ham cream just made it better. It was prettier than this pic.

The last non-dessert, non-cheese course was the scallop course. This was really basic, oven roasted, uber-fresh scallops oven roasted on the shell with butter, chives and maybe lavender.

The trick was they were served on a REALLY hot plate, with quatre epice giving a wonderful aroma. My one beef, ha ha beef, ok that wasn't funny. The dish was really hard to cut, because it was just shells on a plate. So it made cutting them very difficult--typically this could be resolved by presenting the scallops on a bed of rock salt. But then you might lose the pungency of the aromatics--anyone have any ideas on this? I'd like to do this dish at home.

Next was the amazing cheese board which I failed to take a picture of. I don't really know what cheeses I had, but they were all pretty amazing. Pungent smelly goodness.

This apple tart was the dessert. It was served with a caramel sauce with a bit of a salt. Each of those apples in the tart were individual apple roses. I can't imagine the work that went into this. Very simple, very tasty.

The final course, the mignardise was very interesting. All of these cookies were vegetable based. There were jellies (not pictured), the little cookies (which have a formal name I'm forgetting) were tomato, artichoke, and pepper. The brown chips were these amazing fennel chips that took me back to a St. Joseph's Altars in New Orleans.

We were very full by the end of this. However, it was all very good. It shows that there are multiple ways of getting to 3*s. This was very different the JG or Per Se, but still a 3* experience nonetheless.

In terms of wine we had a glass of champagne each (we were tired and didn't want to fall asleep). It was Billecart-Salmon reserve at 30€ a glass !

Edited by jdanton, 04 November 2008 - 07:33 AM.

[Bu Pun Su]

Going to Paris without visiting Arpege is something hard to imagine for me nowadays. Therefore, as expected, I did another visit last Fall 2008 when I went for my other gastronomy trip to Europe. l’Arpege is the only restaurant, besides Le Louis XV where I visited more than once during this visit. And as usual, they never disappoint

Food (and wine) - 98/100

For the 1st meal, I ordered their tasting menu – cuisine choisie. There are some dishes that I’ve never tried before, such as: tomato gazpacho, risotto (with rice, not radish), sole and sweet bread. The egg amuse will always be there and still delicious. I also loved the sweet and sour lobster (about as scrumptious as the one with vin jaune). The sole … is rather thin but fantastic with some butter sauce, better than Pacaud’s or Ducasse’s version. Then come the crunchy and creamy sweetbread, it’s delicately sweet with some vegetables on the side. Again, Passard’s outdoes the Ledoyen version. The desserts … I was not too keen of the raspberries with hibiscus, but the apple tart is as tasty as advertised, also the airy soufflé with chocolate … yummy. Oh, I also forgot to mention the best cheese in the world – 48 month old comte by Anthony is insanely good.

For the 2nd meal, I came for lunch for the 1st time. Actually, I like the ambiance better and it was bright, more importantly I was hungry. I let Passard to orchestrate a menu for my birthday. This time, there were lots of vegetables. Some of the new and memorable ones are: melon and mozzarella, yellow beetroot carpaccio with vinegar. Then, I ate (again) the famous succulent lobster in buttery sauce and yellow wine – the best lobster in the world, period. 2 years ago, I saw other clients ordered free range chicken prepared with hay in a casserole, this time I tasted it. The skin with thin fat inside not too crispy, but it’s tasty nevertheless. For desserts, I liked the legendary Millefeuille – it’s really delicious, crispy and as light as air (easily in my top 3 best desserts ever). Oops, not to forget the mixed vegetables (prepared in different temperatures) from the garden … fresh, pure with deep flavors.

The wine here is indeed very expensive, to the point does not really make sense price wise. So, the focus is more of having some decent ones with more reasonable price that will work well with the food. Under the new sommelier, Steeve Jicquel – he’s as funny and friendly as his predecessor, Stephane Thivat. His choices are not bad at all. I enjoyed my Alsace Riesling, white Burgundy or the Languedoc white wine. And the Billecart Salmon Brut Reserve is an excellent choice to begin your meal here.

The food here is 98/100 (a solid 3*, only my 1st visit here could top that)

Service (and ambiance) - 98/100

Helene Cousin is now the restaurant after Laurent Lapaire left the restaurant. She’s helped by the new assistant, Nadia who is about as good as herself. As a matter of fact, Arpege changes more than half of its dining room team – they maybe young, but they’re professional, efficient and vigilant. Moreover, they’re friendly and willing to chat with any guests. The restaurant is full in both occasions, especially during dinner they really push it to the limit but still sufficient spaces for staffs to move around. It’s rather romantic in the evening, and since I’ve visited here a couple of times plus the cordial teams, I do really feel at home here. No wonder, this is my favorite place to dine in the world and my meal here ranked as the best I’ve ever had in 2008.

Another wonderful meal … I bestowed the highest grade for l’Arpege in terms of the overall experience as well 98/100 (probably the best even among other 3-star places). Here are the pictures, Arpege Pictures Autumn 08 Here is a more lengthy review, Arpege Review Autumn 08

[olivier]

Great thread, really.
While I'm not sure I would really like Passard's cuisine that much, everytime I read a review in this thread, it makes me want to go.

I guess I'll try to get a reservation in the near future, so I'd like to know if there are dishes to avoid or others that are consistently terrific. There's already some good info on this topic, but any insight is welcome!
Oh and I guess I'll go a la carte, as with the splitting option, one can have a pretty good preview of many dishes for much less than the full menu.

While talking about being cheap (relatively speaking), I'm a bit afraid about what people say about wine prices at l'Arpège. A "alcohol-free good meal" almost sounds like an oxymoron to me, but I'm always reluctant to pay the price of a dish for an quite ordinary bottle. So, will it be water only, or is there some way to get the best out of the wine list for a reasonable price? Or should I just not look at the price and order something good and just think about it the next day?