We thought the bread-in-shot-glass arrangement was pretty cute.
Some kind of sorbet...my husband said it tasted like fish but I thought it was more like tomato? His face put me off anyway and I couldn't have any more but a little taste. It wasn't that bad really.
Some kind of ravioli. The pastry was so delicate it was like a crepe. Tasty nonetheless.
I totally forgot what the soup was....cream of potato or leek or something like that. I thought it was OK but the man thought it was blah.
Hidden in between the pile of fried bread was a stick of foie gras. I am never a big fan and I shouldn't be eating liver anyway so I only had a little bite of the bread. I didn't like it at all...it was infused with foie gras oil and it was extremely fishy. Something was nor quite right.
Jokes aside his lamb was actually a very fine cut of meat cooked to perfection.
My beef tenderloin was equally as nice. Juicy and succulent and as full as I was I managed to cramp the whole thing down.
They made me a birthday cake on top of the dessert. How sweet (and I love mango)! The mango and the sponge cake were so sweet I could feel my baby kicking away immediately - massive sugar rush!
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