Lunch at Nomiya ~ report
Here's my blog entry on our lunch at Nomiya on May 21 and pictures for anyone who has the time and the inclination!
We then made our way across the bridge and to the Palais de Tokyo museum. We had reservations at noon at the very exclusive restaurant on top of the museum, Nomiya. I had been lucky enough to get reservations the week before we left when there were some cancellations for May 21. This is a temporary restaurant that is open for 1 year and has 12 spaces for lunch and 12 for dinner. You can only reserve online and bookings open exactly 1 month before the date you want to go on, at 10am Paris time. We had tried to reserve the month before we left and had no luck, so I was very lucky to happen upon a cancellation.
Our group of 12 was led up to the rooftop where everyone marvelled at the view of the Eiffel Tower directly in front of us. Our charming host popped open a few bottle of Moet and Chandon champagne and we all toasted our good fortune of being able to have lunch at this very special place. We got to know our fellow diners (2 couples from the States and 3 couples from Paris) and everyone was taking lots of pictures of the amazing views. We were served 2 amuses bouches to start with ~ first, kiwi and green fish roe, a very refreshing combination that continued to pop in my mouth for a few minutes after putting it in my mouth. The second amuse bouche was an eggplant caviar topped with a tiny square of haddock ~ pure mouth pleasure. We sat down to begin an amazing meal. Our first course was smoked herring, asparagus, and very thinly sliced daikon radish over a sauce of horseradish and goat cheese. Very fresh, clean tasting and great contrasts in texture and taste. Our main course was sliced veal chops served with a tomato au jus, purreed vanilla bean carrots, little steamed potatoes and a petit pois emulsion. Danielle fell in love with the carrots and later asked the chef how he cooked them ~ he boiled them in milk with vanilla pods and then just purreed them. They were so good, as was the veal, which was fork tender. Nomiya only serves organic wines and we had a wonderful white with the first course and a very different red with the mail course (I'm sorry I can't remember the exact types, this is what happens when I don't blog daily! I think they were both from Sancerre.) Dessert was an Ile Flottant with a strawberry emulsion baked right in the middle of it, sitting on a pool of creme anglaise with candied tarragon, strawberries and a chocolate cigar. We ended the meal with the best expresso I have ever had. The kitchen is adjacent to the table, so you can see the chef cooking and plating throughout the meal and you can go over and watch him work if you wish. Danielle went over and spoke to him while he was preparing our first course and took lots of pictures (which I will have to figure out how to post).
Lunch was a leisurely 3 hour affair and we had a delightful time with our dining companions, who all enjoyed their meal as much as we did. It was a wonderful experience and so much fun to get to know so many different people and share stories and experiences. We really needed to walk off our food (and wine) so I decided we would walk to the Arc de Triomphe and down the Champs Elysees. I know it's touristy, but I wanted to ensure Danielle saw a few of the big sites during our short trip (except for the Eiffel Tower, she was actually not that interested in the other big monuments and just preferred to walk around the little streets, taking in the people and atmosphere of Paris). We admired the Arc from across the street and slowly strolled down the Avenue, stopping in at Laduree for a small box of macarons. We cut across to the Fabourg St Honore so Danielle could see all the designer shops and take pictures for her friends at home. We ended up at the Maille store where we bought many different types of mustards to bring home. We then took the metro home where we ended our 10 hour walking and eating spree with another quiet dinner in the apartment (we may or may not have had mostly macarons for dinner, I'll never tell! )