Sunday 2 March
Today we walked out for a
traditional midday dinner with all the Langes you could find in Oxford -
Priscilla, John, Daisy, and Sofia, plus their friend Stephen - at the BrasserieBlanc.
This is the chain part of the
Raymond Blanc empire, but like the exalted Manoir
aux Quat'Saisons (yes, we went there in pre-Blog days), it is notable for
excellent food, good service, and a welcome to all, including little
kiddies and birthday-celebrating families.
(Okay, Loch Fyne is a partner, but apparently only as far as the
rope-grown mussels on the menu.)
Holt started with salmon tartare, while
Barbara went with the Sunday Roast menu starting with pork terrine (like
headcheese, except good tasting and less gelid) with creamy mustard sauce and
pickled red cabbage.
The roast menu main was slices of
roasted sirloin atop a bed of napa cabbage and gravy, with excoriatingly
delicious horseradish sauce, a feather-light Yorkshire pudding, roast potatoes,
cauliflower gratinée, and carrots. The
other a perfectly roasted Barbary duck breast with blackberry sauce, carrot, haricots verts, and pommes Dauphinoise.
We shared a blood orange posset
with langue du chat at the end.
That evening all we needed to eat was
a glass of wine, a slice of toast, and some pié d'Angloys
cheese.
So thanks, Lange family! for a
marvelous Sunday dinner.
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