The Comptoir Gascon review by Philippe GARMY
The dynamics of dinner in Londontown couldn't be more ready for a clever and delicious revisit to a genuinely kinder and comforting ambiance for feasting sans protocol. The finger licking goodness of le Comptoir Gascon beckons one and all who are sick and tired of dressing up, digging deep and dropping dead at the finale, filled with guilty angst for having dined on the "written word!" To hell with what the critics espouse as brilliant and visionary! Those vendor of words haven't a damn clue as to what delights the palate and fills the heart in the simplest and most sumptuous of ways...a visit to le Comptoir Gascon, however, will do more. It may well feed your soul! For this is a quixotic pilgrimage to an era long past. Gone are the ridiculous attempts at fusion ergo confusion, or the hallucinating cognitive exercises in intellectual culinology...I'll take duck fat fried potatoes please with a snappy knob of moutarde de Dijon!
One doesn't dine at le Comptoir Gascon. It is rather like supper in its wholesomeness and rustic gentility. The setting is Familiarity of a kind that massages one's spirit far away to the pastoral images of a youth vacationing in France long ago, where the aromas, sounds and tastes are all intensely real and wondorously integrated into ones daily meals. How else does one celebrate creation in a more responsible and responsive way? Keep it simple, keep it fresh, keep it real.... the craft, technique and hospitality found at le Comptoir Gascon is refreshingly joyous!!!
PS: the Foie Gras is outrageous as are the frites!
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Overall rating 
Food 10 | Service 10 | Atmosphere 10 | Value for money 10
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