Dijon was a funny town. It had interesting streets, old buildings, a lovely market, but I was looking for something that would help me to remember Dijon in the best possible way. During one of our strolls through town, I spotted Le Bouchon du Palais which was listed in one of my travel books. I looked at their menu and I poked my nose inside. This was a bouchon!
The next night my wife, daughter and I were in their tiny, narrow restaurant. Of course we made a reservation, but on that particular night it wasn't crowded at all. The waiter/ manager/ owner seemed positively ecstatic to have three Americans drop in for dinner. Did he treat everyone this way?
The waiter had just brought a sausage gratin to another table and the aroma helped me place an immediate order. This was a new dish for the three of us. Absolutely wonderful! Our wine, a bottle of savignon, was the perfect complement for all of the dishes. My daughter had coq au vin and my wife had the quennellles. I had a chicken dish with a special sauce that was worthy of licking the dish ("tongue trails").
For dessert, our new best friend recommended the profiterols. We received one for each of us. Yes, there were "tongue trails" once again!
Le Bouchon du Palais was far from fancy, high end cuisine. But what it offered was a very welcoming and satisfying dining experience. The food, the wine, the recommendations and the service all made our evening a very special one. After visiting Lyon in 2011, Le Bouchon du Palais reminded me of Chez Hugon and Bouchon Comptoir. This is a place I would abolutely return to again!
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