We finally spread our wings and made our way to the beautiful city of Boston for a date night. Although we love our little city of Providence, we wanted to do something with a different scene. We headed to Newbury Street for a night of exploring, roaming, sight seeing and ending the night with dinner and dessert at La Voile.
One of the things that we don’t like about Boston is that parking is always a hassle: it costs too much, there’s never any street parking, or if there is street parking, there is a chance of getting a ticket. We know from experience unfortunately, as we’ve gotten many tickets in Boston. With this date we decided to try to centralize it into one area so we wouldn’t have to deal with the insanity of parking in Boston. Also, because we made such a long trek, we wanted to do something that was not just going to a restaurant but also seeing the sights and taking our time.
Enter Newbury Street. Part of the Back Bay neighborhood, this two mile stretch of shops and restaurants was once a high end residential area in the the 1800’s. Today, it’s made its transition into a perfect combination of small boutiques, high-end fashion labels and a mix of eateries and coffee shops. It’s really a historical Rodeo Drive with seasons. This street has to be one of my favorite streets in all of the East Coast. Especially during fall, with the backdrop of colorful leaves and beautiful old architecture.
Before eating, we decided to take a look at all of the little shops and boutiques that Newbury Street has to offer. We did a little window shopping – ok, I lied. We did a little bit of actual shopping (just enough to not drive Eric crazy). My husband spoiled me and let me pick out something special for dinner. After all the shopping and walking around was done, we made our way to the restaurant La Voile.
From the street, this little southern French style restaurant is tucked away and easy to walk by without noticing. Once we did find it, it’s small, cozy and cute. We arrived a little early for our 7:30pm reservation so we sat at the bar, relaxing our tired feet, sipping on specialty cocktails and sampling their appetizers. We ordered the la cochonnaille – a platter with toast, caramelized onions & cornichons.
Once we were seated, we were greeted by a waiter who is actually from France and studying at the prestigious Berklee College of Music. Eric started his dinner with the French onion soup, which he says is the best way to judge a French restaurant. He was impressed! Much to his chagrin, I ordered the escargot (what?! Don’t judge me!) which was a buttery delight.
For dinner, Eric ordered the le magret which is a roasted duck breast served on a fricassée of potato, oyster mushroom and spinach bed with an orange and honey gravy. Délicieuse and cooked to perfection! I ordered my tried and true favorite, the filet mignon. It is unfortunately served with a creme based potato puree which I can’t do due to my milk allergy. The waiter kindly recommended the artichokes which had truffle and complemented the tender meat.
We topped off the night with dessert. No matter how stuffed you are, you always have room for dessert at a French restaurant. Eric ordered the rich la mousse de chocolat “valhrona” and I ordered the light but decadent raspberry sorbet in champagne.
This date idea is really perfect for that special occasion. My husband spoiled me by letting my buy something special to wear to dinner and we topped it off with an decadent dinner by candlelight. Absolute perfection. Bon appetit!