Springtime is lovely for an 8-hour road trip to the Sonoma Wine Country.
Pulling into Sonoma Square late in the day, our road-exhausted selves were starving, thirsty… and miffed because we couldn’t find parking. (Thanks, Sonoma Film Festival.) So when we finally got out of the car, we ducked into the first restaurant we saw: The Girl and the Fig.
Our first thought as we walked through the front door was, “gee, the yellow walls and wood bar remind us of being back in Provence.” Realizing the lounge was mostly full, we darted towards the last unoccupied sofa, plunkered down, and perused the menu.
Our suspicion of the restaurant’s Provençal theme was confirmed a few minutes later when Mr. RGBistro inquired about chardonnay being absent from a menu containing mussels, cheeses and charcuterie. The official reply, “we only offer Rhone varietals.” You mean like the Rhone River that cuts through Provence? Where one could get a glass of Viogner, Roussanne or Mourvedre… just like what you have on your menu?”
So there on the sofa, while peering into the kitchen, and absorbing the ambience, we sipped on some wine. And we dined on some Pernod-scented mussels, served with a side of shoestring fries and house made aioli.
Our late-afternoon snack was outstanding.
With our souvenir of a signed cookbook, we are now fortunate enough to recreate this whenever the Provençal mood strikes.
We highly recommend a glass of Viogner to go with the mussels; not unlike the case of 2008 Chateau St. Jean we happened to pick up the same weekend.
Pastis: oui ou non?