We admire Chef Hubert Keller for his creativity, prowess, and charm, and all three of those attributes shine in his culinary creations. Fleur de Lys, one of Les Grandes Tables du Monde, is a landmark in San Francisco, known for the highest quality in food and service. We had a five-course dinner last night at Fleur de Lys, and with multiple elements of each course plus a few bonus dishes courtesy of the staff, it was like a condensed Grand Tasting of Vegas Uncork’d just for us!
The first plate that came out to us was one we did not order. No mistakes were made, though, it was complimentary. A small vessel with spinach cheese gratin was creamy and rich in flavor, yet for how creamy it was, it was surprisingly light. The texture was more from the spinach than from adding excess cream, as some might do in an attempt to achieve the same amazing mouthfeel. A mild, pleasant spinach with medium Gruyere cheese were simple flavors, but impressively handled. To pair with the gratin, a truffled corn madeleine helped mop up the leftovers. Its texture was in between a typical madeleine and a cornbread muffin with the slightest crunch from the cornmeal. The balsamic oil swirl with extra virgin olive oil and a pesto oil were bright flavors to enhance the gratin and the madeleine.
We came prepared to order two five-course meals, but realized upon viewing the menu that the fourth course was a plate of cheeses. Tasty as they may be, we didn’t need two cheese plates to share, so we swapped one fourth-course item to get a third first-course. This, the first of the three appetizers that we ordered, was not one on which we vacillated. Described as “toasted duck ham & mozzarella ‘slider,’ French potato salad with white anchovy, ‘faux gras’ mousse, and piquillo gazpacho,” this reminded August of sampling dinner menus for the most luxurious of wedding receptions. The “faux gras” tasted exactly like froie gras but with an extremely light and airy mousse texture. It complemented the black olive bread particularly well. The piquillo gazpacho had a traditional base with an herbed crème fraîche layer on top. It was very well balanced with tangy refreshing tomatoes and the cucumbers, which can be an offending taste to some, were mild (if even there, it was that mild). Zach was particularly taken with the duck ham slider and the potato salad. On a mini bun with smooth cheese, the lean, tender, and smoky duck was bolstered in flavor and texture. The bun was light in texture but still had some give, and the black sesame seeds added a toasted nuttiness as well as visual appeal. The herbed smooth potato salad tasted earthy yet tangy with the addition of white anchovy. Not on the menu’s description but mysteriously appearing on the plate were the tips of a few asparagus spears. Still crisp but far from raw, they were topped with a zesty, herby, green foam and what we think were toasted mushrooms. Delicious.
Our second appetizer that we shared was a Dungeness crab salad with a few extras. The sharp greens were freshly drizzled by our server with a lobster infused vinaigrette, which helped to balance the strong earthiness of the greens. If we found the same dressing in the store, we’d buy stock. The mound of salad hid whole, shelled, succulent crab claws, and lots of them. We could tell they were very fresh, because they still had that nice salty brine. Artfully placed cubes of sweet beets rested in dollops of pungent goat cheese, perfectly balanced in flavor as well as marking the plate between the salad and the spoon of lobster fondant. The fondant tasted just like lobster, but with the texture of a light mousse that melts in your mouth like butter. Add caviar, and it’s a bite of joy.
Baekeoffe refers to a type of meat stew from the Alsace region of France along the German border. As a part of Alsatian cooking and culture, it is said that the casseroles were made by the women of the households, sealed with pastry around the lid and dropped off to be baked at the village bakery on laundry day, when the women were too busy to cook and wash. This one consisted of escargot, carrots, mushrooms, and leeks, served with a parsley salad and the cutest, tenderest of snail-shaped rolls. The pastry around the edge of the casserole was flaky and buttery, but not the star of the show. A rout of large snails swam in a garlic and basil broth, that did wonders for the pastry. It was rich and slightly earthy from the abundance of escargot. As a pastry chef, Zach described the snail roll as an exceptionally flaky and savory version of a danish, not completely soft with just a bit of crunch. Instead of brown sugar like a cinnamon roll, the spread that held the “snail” together was mushroom-based.
August’s first entree from the seafood selection was the salmon with cabbage three ways, buttered rye toast, radishes, pickled mustard seed, and caraway jus. She has always liked salmon, but it’s touchy for Zach so he is a better judge of quality. He tried a bite, and was amazed at the light flavor. We both loved the buttery thick flakes, moist and ideally cooked with an excellent crust. The sweet mustard seeds went well with every part of the dish, particularly the rye toast bites. The three styles of cabbage were Brussels sprout leafs – some raw, some shredded and steamed for a bed under the salmon, one fried to garnish, and all pleasing.
Zach’s first entree of seafood was the scallop with black beluga lentils, pork belly, pickled shallots, and harissa. Bacon is a very strong flavor, but it did not overpower the sweetness of the large marshmallow-like scallop that was buttery, tender, and perfectly cooked. It perched on a piece of superbly rendered pork belly. Salty and lightly smoky, it was placed on a portion of tender lentils that balanced the hearty flavor of the pork belly. The two balls of mystery, once we worked up to trying them, were shaved Brussels sprouts, intriguing and enjoyable.
August couldn’t pass up the lamb for her second entree, the meat course. Three types of lamb preparation were served together, each with their own accents. The merguez-style “meatball” was a piquant piece of delicious lamb on its own, but its sweet tomato and mustard seed sauce helped to enhanced the North African-inspired flavor of the meat. The other two types of lamb were stacked, with loin on top of shank. The loin was as rare as it could be, just how August prefers it, and she never before thought that hazelnut would pair so beautifully with lamb. A half of a hazelnut was the simple addition to the loin, while the shank, fork tender and braised just right, nestled in a spoonful of hazelnut puree which was in turn surrounded by a red wine sauce. This is the kind of recipe she’ll be dropping hints about for her birthday dinner a few months away.
Zach’s third course meat choice was the filet mignon. Like August’s shank, the filet was fork tender and cooked to his desired temperature, resulting in a juicy and succulent example of proper cooking techniques. Its deep sauce was extremely indulgent with notes of red wine amidst the rich beef flavor. The bed of mushrooms benefited from the intense sauce, as well, while adding their own delightful texture to the course. Topped with a whole lobster claw medallion, this was “the best take I’ve had on surf and turf ever,” says Zach. The lobster truffled mac & cheese would have made all diners’ eyes roll back if it were served at January’s Napa Truffle Festival, with little bits of lobster and a strong truffle flavor throughout. The brioche was formed like a miniature cauldron, all the way down to tiny feet and a lid, with the creamiest of mac & cheese waiting inside. No one would judge if you wanted to pick up the cauldron and devour the whole thing.
Our fourth course included a few cheeses that we had never tasted before. Top right on the tray was petite basque, shaved thinly into a flower and very creamy. To the left of that was a dry jack, mild in flavor, just like its aged goat cheese neighbor in the top left. The jar of honeyed raisins, almonds, and pistachios were delicate but did little to help balance the most intensely flavored and textured blue cheese ever, caveman blue cheese (bottom left), nor the egg-tasting cheese of Normandy in the bottom right. A triple cream cheese from Burgundy got its own little bowl. It was like brie but salty and peppery, an excellent spread on a slice of apricot almond bread with a bit of apple.
A souffle requires extra preparation time, so it is requested that any be ordered at the beginning of the meal. Chocolate is divine and typical, but amaretto is something different, so August chose the latter. Dusted with powdered sugar to form a negative of a fleur de lis, it collapsed in the center when our server added a fine almond-thyme anglaise. Light, spongy, and creamy, this was one of the best souffles we’ve tried. With a bar of apricot ice cream true to the natural flavor, August surprised herself at thoroughly enjoying (and demolishing!) a non-chocolate dessert.
Zach typically doesn’t choose chocolate, but this dessert was distinct with marshmallow, coconut, pink grapefruit terrine, and baconed ice cream (yes indeed!). The crisp and light tart crust held layers of marshmallow and chocolate with pistachios scattered in. The chocolate was almost fudge-like, dense but soft. The marshmallow was so creamy, it turned out like mousse. Coconut, like the cucumber in gazpacho, has the potential to be overpowering, but here it was not; hats off to the pastry chef for achieving such balance. The ice cream was smooth and creamy with a milk chocolate base and mild bacon essence. Trust us, the flavor combination works and if you haven’t seen it yet in your area, look out because it’s gaining popularity.
Surprised and delighted we were, of course, with an additional bonus plate. We tasted fine miniature pastries like raspberry tart and chocolate caramel tart petit fours, and the tiniest of sweet, delicate madeleines with a chocolate dip on the side. August’s favorite was a ball of ganache rolled in crushed nuts (at some single-digit age, she had declared her favorite food to be ganache).
The most popular dessert that we saw being served around the establishment was the “fleurburger,” and one somehow made its way to our table! If you like miniatures, and if you like food representing other foods, this is one of the most chimerical “burgers” you’ll ever find. The bun was a donut-like beignet coated in fine sugar, the patty was made from spiced dark chocolate, and strawberry slices replaced the tomato. The “fries” were actually sticks of fennel ice cream. Like a classic burger combo, it came with a shake – clearly miniature, but banana flavored to go with all the other fruits used on this plate.
Marcus, the sommelier and manager, was affable, knowledgeable, and so easy to relate to. An excellent manager knows how to make the guests feel like family. We and our neighboring table enjoyed small talk with him about this restaurant and others, but it’s hard to compare to what Chef Keller has masterminded here. We hope to come back again sooner than later – if Zach doesn’t get together the lamb and hazelnut recipe for August by her birthday, you know where we will be then!
Everyone wants to do something special for New Year’s Eve. Maybe not a raucous party, but at least a nice dinner. We wanted to go out for a five-course meal, so we picked Cypress for their NYE menu. The menu was what drew us in – had we known prior about the ambiance, or the lack of attention put into our meals, we would not have gone here.
Walking in, August recognized this as the location of the old Steinway piano store (1388 Locust Street), one of her competitors back when she sold pianos fresh out of college. The layout of the establishment was virtually unchanged from its piano store days, only the colors and textures were updated. Right by the door was the dance floor and area for the jazz band; lots of people dancing, and the music was well performed which inspired even more dancers, but the noise was just too much. With the music so loud we had to shout at the hostess and she back at us, amidst much eye-rolling among the three of us.
We had done our research ahead of time and new what we wanted for our five courses, but we took our time perusing the menu anyway so that we could enjoy the wonderful cocktails. They were specials for the night, and sadly they were so good, August had two and she forgot the names.
We both started with the escargot and mushrooms caps; the presentation was clean but the dish was unsalted which was a small let down. August did not want to add salt and she gave the chef the benefit of the doubt that he had intended for the dish to taste that way, but Zach’s palate would not allow him to eat an improperly seasoned food.
For the second course we both had the forest mushroom bisque, which was amazing. It had a very smooth consistency, a broad array of mushrooms were used, and the truffle oil and truffled crouton were nice garnishes.
Things started getting questionable at the third course. There was endive salad for August, which she loved, and Zach had frisée au confit du canard – the taste was supreme and presentation was pleasant but he found a duck bone. One duck bone is acceptable, we suppose – it can happen once out of a thousand.
For the fourth course we each had our own dish, but we also shared a very meaty lobster tail with rich butter. August had the surf and turf (petite beef filet and seared scallops with lobster mashed potatoes); the proteins were cooked perfectly and had great flavor all around, but the potatoes were under-seasoned and bland. Zach had the roasted duck breast with duck fried rice. The duck was perfectly cooked and rendered so it was not greasy and the plum sauce was phenomenal, but… he pulled three bones out of the first six bites of the room-temperature fried rice. At least one of the prep cooks was not doing his job.
They offered us dessert coffee while we waited for the fifth course, from which Zach scooped out a half of a teaspoon of coffee grounds in the first stir; strangely, there were no grounds in August’s cup. Our dessert then arrived – we both got chocolate tortes with “After Eight gelato” and chocolate peppermint sauce. One slice was about 0.5″ thick and the other was over 1.5″ inches (very uneven) and the plates had no visual appeal at all. The gelato was frankly mint ice cream with chocolate shavings. But the biggest let down was the crust of the torte was burnt beyond edible. As an alternative, they brought three gelatos for us to share, which were decent but not an even trade.
The service was okay because our waiter did the best he could, but neither the manager nor the chef would come see us. It is not a good sign when the people running the place make the pawns shoulder the blame. They gave us two discount coupons for our next visit, which we very much appreciated.