Last night MSM took me out for a very special treat. We basically went to France and as you know, J’adore France and anything French!

The night started at The Little Door, A French Mediterranean restaurant in the heart of West Hollywood. This quaint abode is possibly the most enchanting eatery I have ever visited (in America anyways). Upon entering the rustic hideaway ensconced in twinkle lights and foliage, I felt I had literally escaped to a courtyard bistro in Cassis. Even the host was legitimately French. We were seated at an intimate round table mid-courtyard. From the airy music to the way in which the dishes were plated, everything about this place felt both romantic and sexy.

Over cocktails and great conversation MSM and I shared appetizers of baby artichoke salad and a Mezze Mediterranean sampler. I chose a vodka rhubarb cocktail that was well balanced between tart and refreshing. MSM had a Moscow Mule (those are quite in fashion right now) that had just that right amount of ginger bite. Yum! The hummus was the best I’ve ever tasted. Even the pita tasted fresh/made in house! True spanikopita is hard to find in LA (as opposed to the trader joes freezer section spinach wedges in filo), but The Little Door basically must have borrowed the recipe from my grandmother. Devine!

For our main course we shared the lamb stew. Also exquisitely made, this dish was hearty but not too heavy. Small pearl onions with carrot, lamb, chicken, and sausage over quinoa brought the comfort of a home cooked meal. It was nice to be able to converse with MSM and have no vibes of being rushed out for table turn over. That being said, we did not feel like we were waiting forever for anything either. The staff was appropriately polite and attentive.

The Colcoa French Film and Televison Festival

After dinner we were either going to see Christine and the Queens, a french singer that we love, or attend a film at the French Film Festival. Tickets to the former were pretty steep so we opted for the latter and I am SO happy about it because the film we saw, The Wall Crawler, was an adorable tale that only the French could have spun. I adore French films. Honestly, the stories are so good! I can’t put my finger on what the difference is between French and American dramedies that makes them so much better. I feel like the characters in the French variety are just so much more approachable for some reason….

For good measure (and to keep things “french”) we listened to our favorite Christine and the Queens song on the way to the film festival. I’ll include the song here in case ya’ll want to hear something new.

 

WHAT THE HECK TO WEAR ON A WEDNESDAY NIGHT IN FRANCE:

I wanted to look sexy for MSM but I also needed something appropriate in case we had to walk far. I’m often getting talked to regarding my shoe choices. I decided to pair skinny jeans and a nice blouse with my Valentino Rock-Studs because despite the heel they are INCREDIBLY comfortable.

Thank you MSM for the romantic getaway to France. It was fabulous. And just think, no jet lag or long airplane ride! Who knew France was right here in my back yard?

Bon Voyage my friends!

xoxo

QJ