This is a cautionary tale about how things can change in the blink of an eye. Those things being restaurants, considering this is a food blog. Now, I’m not exactly sure what changed at Millesime- Management? The chef? Perhaps they are just horribly inconsistent? But whatever the reason, it was definitely for the worse.
On my first visit I could’ve sworn it was one of the best French bistros in the city. Far better than Balthazar and Pastis (RIP). And the Caesar salad was easily the best I had ever had- grilled romaine with black cod- just perfection.
My entrée, however, was foreshadowing toward the rapid decline ahead. I got the scallops with short rib ravioli. The scallops were great, it was the ravioli & short ribs that fell short. Also, a weird culinary combination in hindsight.
But then dessert came and once again all was right with the world. The profiteroles were excellent. Flaky and crsipy and done with hazelnut ice cream instead of the usual vanilla. I loved it.
So with two different dishes flirting with Ultimate status I had to rush back with the wife. So, a month or so later we returned and that’s when the honeymoon ended- with Millesime, not the wife.
My how far they’d fallen. The Caesar was soggy and over dressed, the profiteroles were doughy and service was poor. It was enough to make me wish the Carlton was a time machine and I was eating at Country (RIP) instead.