So have you ever heard of Yountville, CA?  No worries, until recently, neither had I, and I grew up in California.  While there last week I heard three people pronounce it three different ways, but when I asked for a good place to eat everyone was in agreement that Bouchon was the place to go.  And the fact that they all pronounced it the same way means it was sure to be delicious.  Same it with me… Bouchon.  Pronounced boo-shon.

What you see here is the last half of my dish which I took to go.  I love little boxes like this one.  I ordered the Tartine du Jour (open face Halibut sandwich) with fries and then snuck off to their bakery next door to get a Cream Cheese Danish for dessert.  My healthy conscience was not loving me that day but my taste buds couldn’t give a care. Continue reading →