Le 122: Another Pleasant Albeit Not Blow-your-mind-out Meal.

Somewhat recent Paris eating friends had us pick the place today, the day after New Year's, and we went to Colette's third pick because the first two were too preoccupied with cleaning up from last night as to be up for lunch.  But le 122 is ideal place for a calm easy-to-talk at place despite the seemingly loud 80.5 dB decibel level.

They have a nicely priced entree-plat for 35 and plat-dessert for 41 E and we went all whichways.  But we all started off with an amuse-bouche of pumpkin soup (what else?) and a bottle of the Henry Marionnet Les Cépages Oubliés Gamay de Bouze that the sommelier-type encouraged me to order since they were out of the Brouilly.

M. had a nice millefeuille of escargots with mushrooms of the moment and I a soup of raviolis stuffed with veal and mushrooms - equally nice.

Then the ladies had the daurade on butternut squash, M. the confited pig's feet with foie gras and cepes and I had the confited pigeon on a bed of cabbage and chestnuts (very special) with a parmentier of another part of the pigeon as well as pigeon liver on toast - all forceful and good.

Colette terminated with a moelleux of chocolate and M. had an assortment of sorbets.

Somwhere along the way, amidst very slow delivery of plates, we all decided to find a different wine for our second bottle but when M. tried to order a beaujolais, they were out so we had a Corbieres - most strange.  Thus, with two bottles of wine, a 6 E supplement for the pigeon, no bottled water and quite fine bread, our bill was 110 E per couple.