Last Friday night, my friend Cathy and I went to dinner and a show. I took advantage of the fact that Cathy was excited to eat somewhere new and adventurous (Ken had no interest in going here) and we went to Le Central. We were tempted by the Moules Frites (mussels and fries) but decided to try those another time. We each had a salad, I had the Salade Périgourdine with Hazelnuts, mushrooms and country-style pate with mixed greens in a Dijon mustard vinaigrette:
It was excellent. Cathy had a different one, whose name I can’t recall, and it appears that it has rotated off the menu. She said it was also excellent. (Their menu changes every week, not every item goes off, but some always go off and new ones come on.)
I had the Bouillabaisse du Central: Mediterranean fumet infused with saffron and prepared with mussels, scallops, shrimp, red and white fish, potatoes, onions, fennel and leeks; sided by a spicy rouille:
And the “side” of spicy rouille as well as some parmesan and croutons. It was excellent, but I think I like cioppino a little better, spicier. Definition of rouille: (I had to look it up) Rouille (pronounced: [ʁuj], French ‘rust’) is a sauce that consists of olive oil with breadcrumbs, garlic, saffron and chili peppers. It is served as a garnish with fish, fish soup and, notably, bouillabaisse. Rouille is most often used in the cuisine of Provence.
Cathy had the sole, which is also not on the menu this week (if I find the receipt, I will put in the details that are on there….)
She was particularly taken with the rice, because she does not really care for wild rice, but said this was excellent, as was the fish.
We would have liked to get dessert, but we were running out of time for the 7:30 performance of “Ring of Fire” at the Denver Center for the Performing Arts. Excellent show, I recommend it. It tells the story of the life of Johnny Cash, without trying to imitate him, but gives you an idea of his spirit and talents. Great show, songs that I hadn’t heard in years. For some reason “Dirty Old Egg Sucking Dog” is not on too many radio station playlists around here. All in all, a very fine evening!
If I were able, I’d tell you the French name for my salad. It was a Spinach Salad (but in French).
In any language, it was delicious. The Parmesan crispy crouton things were quite addictive.
Epinard? I think that is French for Spinach.
You really have adventerous tastes! I can’t understand it, coming from where you did. I know Mavis has, but I don’t think she’d enjoy what you just had! Maybe it’s a counter-reaction to Darrell and Wade? I don’t think I’d like half of what you had!
Sounds like a fun night! By the way, I have given you the Liebster Award 🙂