La Palette is a relatively new addition to my list of favourite places to eat in the city. I wandered in with a friend on a rainy Monday and spent such a delightful morning cozied up to their expansive front window that I knew it wouldn’t be long before I returned. And returned. And returned.
I’m not sure which to rave about first, the ambiance or the food. Both were stunning.
The space is open and airy, with high ceilings and a gorgeous wooden bar opposite the highly visible open kitchen running the length of the dining area. The walls are covered in black and white photos of Parisian nostalgia and the tables are covered in cheerfully vibrant floral tablecloths.
We must have driven our server a bit bananas-it took quite a while to choose our items from the delightfully rich (bien sur) menu, and the prix fixe option made the variety of choices all the wider. We settled on salad and oeufs for my friend and a gloriously sinful French take on the Scotch egg (Duck egg in duck sausage in panko, fyi), and a dessert to be determined later for moi. So as no to keep you in suspense I chose the flourless almond torte with fruit coulees and creme fraiche. (I know!) The food was fantastic from start to finish.