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| - Ended up here because nearby Venti couldn't accommodate us until 11 pm at 8:30 pm on a Saturday night during busy Grand Prix weekend. Lucky that we did arrive here. The staff was amazing- friendly, informative, efficient. Our wonderful waiter didn't try to oversell us. I'd keep on suggesting to split things from the menu with my husband, who ordered the paella, but our waiter cautioned me "Madame, he will not be able to finish!". Who else could get away with calling me a Madame without me kicking them in the shins?!
My brother had flavorful cold melon and mint soup with his prixe fixe. So good. Wanted to lick the bowl clean! Our toddler turned her nose up at the broccoli and leek soup- no worries as the rest of us devoured it.
My husband's colleague stopped by on his way out and recommended the chorizo. A superb recommendation. I ordered a half portion of the risotto with chorizo and shrimp, but guess who at most of it? Our bug. Luckily, I pressed for a salad even though the waiter thought we were getting too much food. The waiter was delighted that our bug gobbled up most of the the dishes. Well, ok, so did we. The paella was chock full of seafood and she had her first octopus there. She ate several, making me worry that she might choke on it.
For dessert, my brother couldn't decide on the included raspberry mousse or an apple cake which would cost more. Our trusty waiter steered him towards the mousse which was tasty. I couldn't decide between any of the many choices and got the classic profiterole. Stuffed with ice cream. Chocolate sauce. SOLD. Hubby got a lemon sorbet, which the bug promptly hogged. After a tasty dessert wine, we toddled out of Les Pyrenees. My favourite restaurant of the trip.
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