I was reminded at lunch today who is the best chef in town. For my money it is Jose at Et Voila. While the location in a small strip mall off Los Osos Valley Rd in the auto dealership neighborhood is far from ideal, and by that I mean too far from downtown to walk, the many charms of the food outweigh the relative sobriety that driving to a restaurant enforces. Heidi and I arrived famished - always a good plan. There is no better combination than a good kitchen and a good appetite. All of the specials sounded wonderful, but needing to stay awake for the afternoon's tasks we opted for reason over passion. First let me say that the house made bread is delightful, and in a town without a decent bakery this alone gives Et Voila a leg up. We started with a tomato salad dressed in herb infused greens with a tiny pat of goat cheese. Both of us decided on the Dover sole served on polenta. It was superb! I washed mine down with a little Ugni blanc/Colombard blend from Gascogne, and Heidi drank some local Pinot Noir. We finished it up with a fresh banana and rum cream tart and two perfect espressos. The only thing that could possibly have improved it would have been the leisure to take a nap afterwards. Alas, we're bottling this week and next and it would have been bad form at the least to blow the afternoon off. That will have to wait till post harvest I'm afraid.
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