TRAVEL HERE: BON JOUR EDITH!
I’ve been holding out on you. In our pre-occupation with kicking off Spot On Images, I haven’t been as faithful as I once was with sharing the delights Bill and I discover as we wander about the Metroplex. In my defense, we haven’t been quite as adventurous in recent months, because we’ve been focused on kicking off our new venture. We got a little lazy, returning frequently to old favorites and depending on those ubiquitous chain restaurants. Recently, we ran into something that was so good I couldn’t keep it to myself.
My Turn to Choose, As Usual
“Where do you want to go?”
“I don’t know. Where do you want to go?”
Sound familiar? We say the same thing and more often than not we answer it geographically. If we’re up north, we’ll go to Watter’s Creek. If we’re sticking close to home we’ll go to the Rockwall Square. If we’re in a more central location, like downtown Dallas, Mockingbird Station is a favorite. Once at one of these areas we wander around a bit until something grabs us.
For this trip we went to Mockingbird Station. An interesting rotation of restaurants cycles through and we’ve found several favorites there. Unfortunately many of them have been short-lived flashes in the pan, but we keep trying, because we usually find something good. It is our sincere hope that this new restaurant will beat the odds. We love it and we’re sure if you try it, you will too. So give it a spin and let us know what you think.
This time, when the usual question came up, I chose Edith’s French Bistro. The name featured three words I love. “Bistro” suggests an easy-going casual restaurant. “French” is one of my favorite cuisines. And Edith? Well, those who know me well know it was the name of my favorite aunt, certainly a fortuitous omen. Right on all counts.
While we were in the mood for an adventure, we weren’t in the mood to break the bank. Since French restaurants can often come with a high price tag, we tentatively wandered in the door and took a look around. We immediately noticed the decor wasn’t all that Frenchy. Tasteful and inviting most certainly, but in a contemporary, fresh sort of way, rather than white tablecloths and intimidating waiters.
Even as we breathed a sigh of relief, the pastry counter caught our eyes and lured us to gaze longingly at the treasures waiting there. We were greeted by a handsome young fellow who seemed glad to see us. We’d arrived much too late for lunch and quite early for dinner, so there weren’t many other patrons to distract him. He told us of drink specials and raved about the food. It all sounded good, but in truth, we quite liked him and he was the primary reason we stayed. Well, that and the pastry counter.
Tyler sat us in his section and we perused the menu. Edith’s was hitting all the marks. Inviting decor, pristine housekeeping, charming waitstaff and a great selection of food. I liked that the menu wasn’t one of those exhaustive tomes with a million choices and nothing I really wanted. Instead, there was a two-sided card. I could have easily pointed at random and ended up with something I would have loved.
Bill opted for the French Dip Sandwich, but I needed some guidance. As tempting as they sounded, I stayed away from the breakfast options which were available all day and the crepes. Even though I was excited by the Frenchness of it all, I found myself lost between two not-so-French options. They had something called a Ghost Burger which sounded heavenly. Well, maybe heavenly isn’t the exact right word, because Tyler warned me it was spicy, but just thinking about the description makes me hungry all over again.
I landed on the Shrimp Mac & Cheese which Tyler assured me was his favorite dish. For now, it’s my favorite dish also, but I intend to visit the restaurant frequently and challenge that opinion. We quizzed Tyler about the restaurant, wanting to know how long it had been there and if there really was an Edith. I am proud to announce there is an Edith. She arrives very early every morning to make the magnificent pastries in the refrigerated case. They not only look remarkable, they taste that way, too. I know. I had one of the eclairs and to my delight it was filled with chocolate. I’m sure it would have been just as delicious filled with vanilla cream, but if you know me you can imagine how the chocolate thrilled me.
When the bill came we were reminded of the friendly prices. Certainly visit during happy hour (before 7, I believe), because wine by the bottle is half price, but don’t be afraid to go at other times, because the prices are very affordable all the time. In fact go frequently, because we need to keep this gem around. As we grilled Tyler about the restaurant and its Edith, we discovered that her husband has a restaurant right across from her, but as much as I’d love to check it out, I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to be that close to Edith’s and not eat there.
Come back here on Wednesday, because we’ll be visiting the bride’s home in Cairo on the day before the wedding – one of my favorite events during my entire visit to Egypt! I wouldn’t want you to miss it.
(BTW – these delicious pictures were taken with a phone. Imagine what they’d look like if Bill had his “good” camera with him.)