It's been a while since we last met up with Mr. and Mrs. Film Buff, and we figured it was time to pop a few bottles together. I was a little surprised when he suggested we go back to
Écriture, but then I've always liked Maxime's cuisine. The front-of-house, though, have managed to ruffle a few feathers.
Hello Kitty was so pissed off by the service at two previous visits that she was hesitant to go back, despite being a fan of the food. It turns out that the Film Buff, too, was upset about the service during his only visit to the restaurant. He had loved the dishes being served, but was so upset about the level of service that he wrote to Maxime to complain - and subsequently never returned. Knowing that I'm on friendly terms with Maxime, my friend asked me to book us a table to see if the "Peter treatment" would be any better...
I felt bad, though, as I made the booking on very short notice. Our original plans were abruptly changed, and I pinged Maxime only 4 days ago. Thankfully he was able to arrange something for us... and ended up giving us the private room.
Écriture has been prominent in their use of high quality Japanese produce, but Maxime has decided that in these special times, they need to do their part in ensuring that French produce suppliers survive the current crisis. So now they have switched to an all-French lineup.
Japanese bun with quail egg, shaved bottarga, egg(?) panna cotta, black truffle - not sure what the "Japanese bun" was, as it was not quite
mantou (饅頭) but still kinda chewy.
Crispy potato curl, coriander hummus, spring flowers - a little salty, and plenty of coriander.