Tocqueville

Another day of going through older posts. I went to Tocqueville last year around Christmas time (Joe took me there as a Christmas gift) and we went to Tocqueville based off a recommendation from my friend Sara. Tocqueville’s atmosphere is great for a date (the lighting was a lot dimmer than most restaurants) but the food didn’t blow me away and I can’t say I’d recommend the restaurant to other people. However, the restaurant next door, 15 East, is supposedly much better (the two restaurants share the same owner).

Before Joe arrived, the waiter brought along some spicy popovers:

Even though the meal took place quite a long time ago, I still remember the taste and smell of these popovers. They smelled like dog food and tasted like absolutely nothing. I thought there was something wrong with them, but didn’t bother sending them back because they were little amuse bouches that we both set off to the side.

For an appetizer, we shared the foie gras:

The foie gras was creamy, silky, and delicious, however, it was on the salty side (and it was a little too peppery because someone in the kitchen went to town with the pepper shaker).

The waiter brought along this dish as well – I’m not exactly sure what it’s called, but it tasted like a starch similar to potatoes:

For our main course, we shared the short ribs:

The short ribs were wrapped in a thin crepe, but there was too much jus on the crepe and made it really soggy and salty.

Neither of us were fans of the main course or the restaurant in general. Sara had so many great things to say about the restaurant – she couldn’t recommend it enough and really had a great experience when she went with her parents – but Joe and I left Tocqueville unimpressed.