I ate so goddamn much good food in DC. I had a few of the more memorable meals of my life. Some of them I ate alone, which only enhanced my rapture. This one below made me tear up a little. I know that some of you might think that's weird. I had lunch at this Capitol Hill spot called Montmartre. The picture below is a lightly dressed frisee salad with duck gizzard confit and bacon. The dressing mingled with the juices to form a delicious sauce. I had it with a glass of Ugni Blanc, which I just discovered is what the French call the trebbiano grape.It was quite a warm, breezy day, but overcast so it was very cozy inside. The pacing was wonderfully slow and the server was very friendly.
On impulse I ordered a second glass of wine, and asked the server for her recommendation. She suggested the house French pinot noir-I don't know any more about it than that. This is a vegetable soup with pistou, the French version of pesto. It was more subtly flavored than pesto, and had a nice chicken-y broth. There were chunks of carrot, chickpea, yellow squash, onion, and best of all, cauliflower. One reason this meal made me so emotional is that I bought my tickets to go to Paris in the Spring and I'm so excited! If you guys have any trips planned you should check the airfares right now. They have plummeted.
Looking up pistou online I see that the most traditional dish to be made with it is a Summer soup with seasonal vegetables. I'll try that next Summer for sure.
By the way, my New Year's resolution is to figure out a way to take better food pictures this year.