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.