On Friday evening after work, I met
up with the BF and we wandered around. We were hungry but we wanted to stumble
into a place. More wandering and hunger led us to Sullivan Bistro, a cute name
and storefront that has an air of Francophile but lacks the sophistication and
refinement of a true French eatery. The
menu was your standard pub fare and the small space had the potential to be a unique French-bistro experience but fell flat into diner territory. I
ordered the Homemade Potato Gnochi With Gorgonzola Sauce, Toasted Walnuts and
White Truffle Oil which sounds a lot more promising than it really was. While it was good, I felt like the cream sauce was too heavy and
rich and by the time I was finished, I needed something sweet to combat the
savory-ness. The store-bought gnocchi wasn’t mushy which was a relief, though
the walnuts that were dumped on top of the plate were completely out of place
and made for a distracting addition. Hopefully, we’ll find another bistro with
more a authentic French cuisine and atmosphere.
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