Thursday, January 14, 2010


I got into Boston a little early yesterday, so I ate lunch at Pierrot.

I really like this place. Mabel and I ate dinner here several years ago when she lived a few blocks away. What I remember from that meal was that we overate. Mabel remembers that it was really good, and that we overate. We both remember that the bread was fantastic.

The bread is still excellent, special even. I would go so far as to say that it's the best baguette I've ever had in America (Mabel agrees). The crust is well developed and shatters into microbits as you chew, the crumb is perfect, and it all just tastes good. They buy it parbaked from Toronto.

I’m trying to stay on my Michael Pollan diet (which I'll refer to as the MPD), so I got a tartine with shrimp and fennel with a side of salad. It’s non-processed, seemed like a small portion (a tartine is half a sandwich, after all, in a sense), and was as many vegetables as I was going to get from a bistro menu.

It was delicious. I didn't really expect it to be covered in cream sauce, but I guess that's consistent with the MPD and it was awesome. I was completely happy eating just one of the two pieces and now that I think of it I should have just left it at that. I tell people all the time to eat half of what they normally eat, especially in restaurants, and just leave it, but it's extremely difficult to do for me. I just feel bad that they'll think I don't like it. I think Pierre himself made the tartine and it felt weird not eating the second half. So I give myself an A for Food, a C for Not Too Much, and a B- for Mostly Vegetables.

I need to mention that in general I have difficulty eating tartines in that toppings are always falling off. Sandwiches (either of the sliced bread or hoagie/grinder/sub variety) are certainly superior to tartines from a design perspective, but I guess you just have to accept tartines for what they are. I failed to finished the meal without spilling all the toppings on the piece of bread at once.

One last thing, they have a cassoulet prix fixe through February. I've never tried it, but I'd like to. This is my kind of place.

272 Cambridge Street
Boston, MA 02114-3123
(617) 725-8855

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