Saturday, August 04, 2012

La Laurette, Aix

Wednesday 11 July

Our operas are getting later and later, so we planned an early dinner before our last one, Charpentier's David et Jonathas (like yesterday's, beautifully sung, but shackled by a dramaturge's iron whimsy - in this case, to pit European Jews against fezzed Palestinians on the inside of a cedar chest).
We had planned to go to Le Poivre d'Ane, but they were booked up, so we chose the nearby La Laurette for its list of local specialties and shady patio tables.  And I think we didn't do too badly.

We started with 12 oysters, which were nice and briny, and a pichet of the house rosé.  Our mains were a heaping platter of moules au pistou, with frites, and an artful aioli with cod, whelks, prawns, and assorted vegetables: turnip, haricots, cauliflower, carrots, etc.  The vegetables were a mite soft, which made us think that they cater to English tourists.  But for a last minute pick, it hit the spot.

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