We’re back in Brookline, having returned a day early. (I had an unexpected meeting here in the Boston area.) We packed up on Monday afternoon (occasionally peeking at the television to check out the progress of the Boston Marathon), then stopped off in Mashpee for a little shopping and dinner. On an earlier visit, I’d spotted an intriguing restaurant, and I wanted to check it out. Bleu Restaurant proved to be a revelation: one of the best French restaurants I’ve found in the US.
[WARNING: Food porn follows.]
I had the shepherds pie – but this was unlike any shepherds pie I’d tasted before. Perfect creamed potatoes over shredded braised lamb shank with sweet onion, mushrooms and leeks. (I’m determined to try to replicate this at home.) Merry had a “simple” roast chicken: crusted with sea salt and rosemary, started in the oven and finished on an open wood grill. The flavour and texture were sublime. They offered some of their very best wines by the glass, and the service was exemplary. If only it wasn’t so far from Boston…