The past several days, we've all been in a mad rush to prepare things for a two-week adventure throughout Southern France and French-speaking Switzerland. As the Roneys have been gearing up for presentations and missionary interviews, I've been madly rushing around to make sure that we have all our school supplies in as compact a form as possible (I probably broke multiple copyright laws by copying several book chapters in their entirety...). And so it was that in a frazzled state of exhaustion, we happened upon a gastronomic gem on Saturday evening.
L'Ouest, L'Est, and Le Sud (named after the cardinal directions), and I had actually gone with them on two occasions. But in spite of having high expectations and imagining thoroughly enjoying fine cuisine, I'd actually been fairly disappointed and started thinking that Paul Bocuse simply wasn't all he was cracked up to be. And then...we stumbled across Le Nord.
I'm not used to ordering appetizers (called entrées in French), so I didn't even look at that part of the menu. But when I saw the waiter bring out two beautiful bowls of French onion soup for President and Sister Roney, I nearly fell off my chair with wide-eyed envy. It was beautiful! And something that I always forget to account for in France is that they don't bring out anyone's main dish until the appetizers are completely finished...I almost ate my arm in the meantime, because I was so hungry from watching them enjoy the soup. At least they let me try some of the cheese-covered amazingness!
Let it be known that if anyone ever comes to visit me here, we will most definitely be eating at Le Nord. Unfortunately, my little bit of pork heaven is on the seasonal menu...so I guess you'd better come and visit me soon! :)