It may never occur to those on the innocent outer fringers of publishing, but implicit in writing a book like HUNGRY FOR PARIS is the ongoing work of assuring that those restaurants I’ve recommended continue to be worthy of one of your precious meals in Paris. So on this rainy Tuesday night in June, it was a huge pleasure to go back to Le Baratin in Belleville (recommended in HUNGRY FOR PARIS) and discover that chef Raquel Carena’s cooking is better than ever. In fact, everytime I go to this restaurant, I fall in love with her food all over again. Why? Carena, a charming and very handsome Argentine woman of a certain age, cooks from her heart and also cooks from a winsome artistic sensibility that she’s probably still unaware of. Think a sort of gastronomic Granma Moses, or a cook who paints with broad strokes of sincerity, innovative, and wit.
Artichokes barigoule–tiny pefectly whittled little artichokes–came in a gorgeously balanced vinaigrette, almost a la Greque, and marinated salmon was generously served as a thick slice with matchsticks of sauteed leek and a winey vinaigrette. Both dishes were superb, as was the bawdy buzz in the dining room (I never eat here without wanting to meet everyone in the room). Main courses were magnificent, too–pork roast with crackling, baby turnips and potatoes, fresh herbs, and pan juices added to a light vinaigrette and veal cheeks with mushrooms, carrots, baby potatoes and herbs. After gorging on a whole and exquisitely ripened Saint Marcellin that could only be described as dairy velvet, we split an apple and red-fruit crumble, a perfect from-the-heart dessert.
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