A cold amuse-bouche comes soon after we order. Next course of soup warms us, and we nibble on the crusty, chewy small baguettes. My main dish is boudin noir (black sausage like my Alsatian grandmother prepared) atop a potato tower. Others have fish, and all are accompanied by little casseroles and pots containing side dishes. Dessert is a flakey tarte of apples and pears served on black slate tiles.
We are beyond satisfied and rewarded by our perseverance to locate this restaurant. Yay us and kind help! Our hotel is only minutes away, and we trust GPS this time.
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