Envying ladies who lunch

After an early start with breakfast meetings, and then posting the consequences, I managed to escape to lunch with a friend from Australia, her husband and another Australian. Went to Restaurant Les Ombres on the roof of the new Musée du quai Branly. It's distinguished not only by the view of its next door neighbour, the Eiffel Tower, but by an excellent chef. I had la carte, which today consisted of:

• Salade de mâche en écrin de noix de Saint-Jacques, vinaigrette tiède à l’huile de noisette
• Moules de Bouchot aux chorizo et parmesan, avec grosses frites confites à la graisse d’oie, and
• De Paris à Brest en pâte à choux, crème pralinée à l’ancienne

All accompanied by a lovely Givrey Champs Lalot Vieilles Vignes. I don't know what vegetables were in that salad. Mâche certainly, but also some sort of very crisp round stalk, cut about the size of baby peas. The scallops were raw, and very thinly sliced. The hazelnut oil and the odd toasted nut pulled it all together beautifully.

A couple of hours of good conversation and good food left me motivated to try to walk off some of the calories, and the left bank is a good place to do that, even if it's cold outside. The reports of 30 cm of snow and cold back home takes the edge off even that.