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| - First off, I was incredibly surprised to find so many offerings for tapas restaurants in little Champaign. Feeling a bit French, I took my mom and sister out for Sunday brunch. I always dissect the menu beforehand, so I was drooling by the time we pulled up in front of Luna. (Of course, I thought the restaurant was on Chester, not Chestnut, so this allowed for a lot of mindless driving and walking before we realized that Luna was adjacent of the train station. Had not expected it to be so close to it.
Anyway. On to the review. The place was very nice. My mom commented how much she liked the calm, dimly-lit room, and I agree. Tall ceilings, large windows, and a sidedoor leading out to the outdoor eating area made the restaurant seem bigger than it really was. The tables are arranged very close to each other, but I wasn't able to hear my neighbors' conversations, and I'm pretty sure they didn't hear mine. The bathrooms are awesome. Gray and sleek with lots of mirrors. One thing: why are the toilets set so close to the ground?
Now to the food! (And our server.) Wow, first meetings are deceiving. I thought our server (a woman, I forget her name) was a complete bitch because when I asked if the offered brunch items were entree-big, she speared me with a raised eyebrow and said "This is brunch, dear. We don't offer entrees until dinner time." Whoa. My bad on messing up foodie-language. Excuse me. But anyway, I guess because she realized I was a harmless, albeit bumbling, Korean girl with aspirations of high-cuisine, or whatever, she became very nice very quickly. When I asked about what juices she recommended, she said the restaurant was all out, but then brought back three complementary pineapple-mint juices (RESUULLT! oh man, these are to DIE for. Frothy and refreshing, with chunks of pineapple and a hefty dose of mint. MMMMM! I wholeheartedly recommend).
We ordered beignets with chocolate and raspberry dipping sauces, the asparagus roesti, Grand Marnier french toast, and Gravad Lox eggs Benedict. SO GOOD.
The roesti was basically a skillet of hash, black olives, cherry tomatoes, artichokes, goat cheese, and pesto. OH MAN! I mean, yes, salty because of the olives and cheese, but so good. Piping hot, so that the cheese and pesto just melted atop all the veggies. And the artichokes were cooked wonderfully. I justpoked it with my fork and it fell apart. Mmmm. The french toast - wow. My mom and I had been on a quest to find good french toast (ick, Walker Bros, ick) and we've found it. Thick pieces (so many pieces! Six at the least!) perfectly browned, and then sprinkled with cinnamon and juicy slices of strawberry, and topped with this whipped topping that had apparently been toasted a la creme brulee or something, cuz it had this wonderful browned, burnt topping. My sister's lox benedict: thumbs up. I am not a fan of poached egg, but Luna did it right. The English muffin, I think, was made on the premises, because I've never tasted anything like it. (Again, not a fan of English muffins, but if Luna offered me a lifetime supply, I would take it up in a moment!) She had a side of fresh greens with a zippy sauce that was yum.
Oh! And around 1:30 PM, two women sat down in the middle of the restaurant with an accordian and violin, and started playing French music. I loved this. Really did.
What gives Luna the four stars? The wait time. Granted, it's Sunday brunch, but I felt the times inbetween the juices and beignets, and the rest of the meal was just way too long. But I will be back to sample the dinnertime tapas! (And expect a review after then too.)
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