Le Vacherin, Chiswick

Fine dining French restaurant in Chiswick.

The restaurant has a lovely view of Acton Green. And while it’s on a relatively busy road with cars & frequent buses in front – it has a really nice surburby feel to it.

Lovely place, lovely food, and great service!

Inside the restaurant

Fresh warm bread, with sardine butter.

The sardine butter was a bit too fish for my liking, but the bread was delicious

Amouse bouche : duck liver pate with pickle.

Hubby’s starter : Smoked Eel, Baby Beetroot, Watercress, Horseradish Blinis

Hubby really enjoyed the smoked eel.

He’s not normally a big fan of beetroot, watercress, horseradish, or blinis. So I’m not sure why he ordered this lol

My starter : Red Wine Poached Pear, Roquefort, Endive, and Walnut Salad

What a beautiful combination.

You can really taste the wine on poached pear, and I love blue cheese (in small quantities) and endive.

Lovely gentle crunch from the walnuts.

Hubby’s main : Black Gate Rump, Pepper Sauce, Pomme Frites

The steak is cooked perfectly – look at the grill marks!

Peppery creamy sauce is delicious – I kept reaching over to dip his fries in it. Yum.

Them fries

My main : Confit Pork Belly, Honey Roasted Peach, and Barlotti Beans

Juicy & tender pork belly, pairs perfectly with roasted peaches.

The beans made it a bit too heavy, but the sauce is delicious.

Massive portion too. I almost couldn’t finish it.

Almost.

Pre-dessert : Mango Posset

Smooth & creamy, with strong mango flavour.

Nom nom nom.

Hubby’s dessert : Mango Sorbet

Tastes like the one we make at home – so it gets a thumb up

I was really craving Creme Brulee that day – and was really happy to see it on the menu.

However, the waiter misheard me and got me a “bavarois” instead

Maybe it’s my accent, maybe it’s his hearing. I didn’t want to make a fuss, so I ate it anyway.

The table next to us had their dessert served around the same time as ours – one of theirs was a Creme Brulee.

And the Creme Brulee looked amazing.

My husband wanted me to just order another Creme Brulee to calm my cravings, but it seemed like a waste.

I did spend the rest of the evening staring at the next table. At the Creme Brulee, to be specific.

So while I ate my dessert, I have no idea what it tasted like or if I even enjoyed it or not.

I worry about me sometimes.

Menu, location, etc: http://www.levacherin.com/