7.1 Dans Les Landes in the 5th, coordinates well-known, is a place I've always liked, and when my good friend the omni-omni, said they had a new menu, aka carte for fall, I leapt as did my two pals from #29 down the street. My camera, or movement disorder, was misbehaving and the photos are lousy, but we arrived to find a bottle of a rosé-looking but claret-tasting wine which our hostess had ordered and was just right for the rapidly rising temps. The chalk-board looked familiar but we ordered a lot of things that I, at least, had never had here.
They were:
- spinach leaves with raw cepes
- a cappucino of cepes with old rum
- cepes with Bayonne ham
- duck necks with the crispiest exteriors I've everhad
- fish 'n' chips with a fabulous different tartar sauce
- chipirons
- a "mini-burger" actually made from pigs' feet, onions and cheese and
- xistora sausages with teeny green peppers.
At some point we shifted wines to over the border (that's what the wine list said) to a Rioja; had a gateau basque (totally unlike any I've ever had) with caramel and a millassou landaise (a sort of big polenta fries) with "Old Boys' Jam); and a topper of alcoholized raspberry juice (offered).
The bill, with all that and their own bottled water and 3 coffees, was the equivalent of 86 E a couple.
