No Marie or Jeanne there, it’s named after the bottle that comes in between magnum and double magnum.
Foie gras. Bigger portion than the picture might suggest (which is true for all three dishes). Good. Very nice brioche toast. I’d have asked them to hold the balsamic or whatever if I’d known. I had foie gras for (very late) breakfast two days in a row since the terrorists won in California.
There’s a big hunk of nice, chunky pate under that salad. Some of the crust was a little too chewy, would have been fabulous fresh out of the oven.
Oh jeez, you get a lot for your money in Chicago compared with SF. This was delicious and I hardly ever see shad roe at home, but I could not finish it.
I wanted to try the legendary Malört, but this was a modern version, a very nice amaro-ish drink.