Our expectations were high, we were looking forward to reliving our Paris dinner in every little detail. The warm decor and the colorful tables and walls – check. Bright yellow napkins – check. Waitress dressed as french maids with a bit of the french attitude on the side – check. Good house red wine for very reasonable price – check. Simple no frills menu of salad, steak and fries – check.
The meal starts with a salad, fresh lettuce, toasted walnuts and a mustardy, slightly creamy and tart dressing. We loved it in Paris, and this was identical.
Now to the grand event, and what made this chain an icon in Paris, then London and Barcelona, the steak. There’s no choice of size, quantity or cut, just blue, rare, medium or well and 2 servings per person of a strip steak (roughly 6-8 onces, I’m really not good with measurements so I apologize in advance). I like mine rare, anytime there’s good steak, I think rare is the way to go.
The waitress comes out with the steak and fries on a hot platter for the whole table, and then serves it individually, very generous side of fries. Once your finished with your first plate, she comes with your second serving of steak and some more fries. This is no steak the size of Texas, so the concept might need some getting use to for most americans, but I like the “normal” serving size, this is the amount we should be eating anyways, you leave perfectly satisfied and not overly stuffed.
The sauce is what makes it unique, don’t you dare think about A1 (personally when I see that slathered on a good piece of meat, it makes me mad). It’s a highly guarded secret recipe. I tasted olive oil with heavy handed butter, mustard, some herbs (thyme), a hint of curry. I read that there might also be chicken liver or marrow involved.
The steak and sauce was a mirror replica of Paris, it’s been months since our first experience, and some debate of whether the meat was better overseas arose, nevertheless, it’s was undeniable, that the unique marriage of tender juicy steak and secret sauce was a success. Some might find the sauce a tad bit oily, but I think in small quantities is ok, plus the flavor alone is enough to die for. The fries on the other hand, very very disappointing, on the soggy side and extra oily. I guess that’s why it’s called “french” fries, this couldn’t compare.
For dessert, we ordered the same ones we had in Paris, but the Peach Melba (one of our favorites wasn’t available). Fortunately the Profiteroles were, these round bite size cream puffs come in a pool of dark chocolate sauce and almonds. You bite into the soft pastry and get a burst vanilla ice cream, then the warm dark chocolate and crunchy slivered almonds appear… hmmmm… so heavenly and luscious. It’s not too sweet and portion is good enough for sharing, but I would rather have my own.
It’s different from all the steakhouses around, if your taste buds are feeling numb from the usual steakhouse by now, this is a good place to awaken them. The prices are very fair – $24 for salad, 2 servings of steak and fries. Desserts are around $6.50. House red wine for an unbelievable $20. Trust me you can’t go wrong. I’m giving them some time to improve the fries, then again everything else is so outstanding, I can overlook that.
I really hope this concept works in NYC and this place stays around for a long long time. It’s hard to find a classic place that follows tradition and never veers from the original recipes.
590 Lexington Ave (52nd st)