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Monday, 28 December 2015

Bar Boulud

The night before Christmas Eve, we made our way through the pouring rain to admire the magical spinning, sparkles and snowflakes that filled the stage in New York City Ballet's performance of The Nutcracker at the Lincoln Centre. 

After watching the sugar plum fairy perform the most spectacular sequence, we were exhausted and starving, and so rushed across the road, jumping across the puddles, and then shaking ourselves off like soggy dogs in the entrance of Bar Boulud.

A beautiful bottle of wine was poured, followed by some cheese gougères which landed on our table and disappeared in a matter of seconds. Simple butter lettuce salads and a platter of charcuterie was nibbled away at as we discussed how ballerinas spin without getting dizzy, whether it would ever stop raining, and how delicious the Jambon de Paris was.

We all then went our separate ways: maman and papa had a rich and classic coq au vin; B with a perfectly juicy chicken breast; T ordered pan-seared scallops; and I had moules frites. Well, we shared the frites.

Classic French food, cooked flawlessly, carefully, and served with a smile, this late-night post-theatre dinner at Bar Boulud made the perfect pre-Christmas family treat.

Bar Boulud, 1900 Broadway, New York, NY 10023

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