I hadn't meant for it to be a working meal (for they do take on a different tenor), but Cocagne (in the space formerly known as Toqué) was so good that it'd be a shame to keep the experience to ourselves. The name refers to the medieval-era imaginary land of plenty (Cockaigne in English), and here fantastical was made tangible thanks to chef Alexandre Loiseau, once of La Bastide.
The open space was alluring, the neutral (but thankfully not taupe) colours soothing enough. I took quiet delight in how the streetlight cast a backward shadow of the name through the window onto the floor.
Certainly our romantic evening started off right: Pickle Point oysters topped with shallots and a novel dab of olive oil. Then we segued to the $50 tasting menu, adding the foie gras. A little cup of cream of veg soup - yellow beet, parsnip, salsify, carrot -spittled with truffle oil warmed the soul.
Faithful readers, you were far from my mind up till then. But along came his appetizer of scallops, perfectly grilled on one side, griddle-kissed on the other. Did I mention they sat on slow-cooked leeks, and were citrused up with saffron-squash ooze? I coveted them (partly because my snails with noodles, brightly accented with sun-dried tomatoes, weren't quite right). We shared - he's such a gent - and I realized I should, too, share
Next was seared foie gras on a bed of brown lentils and rough chopped watercress. Sure, it tasted fabulous, what with a bit of bright beet juice playing up the sweetness. But the texture did it for me. Pushing up round lentils through the soft liver with my tongue, biting down on the cress stems. Pure fun. I asked my swain what he thought. "Just a moment," he said, "I'm chasing the dragon."
The menu included beef cheeks, which I'd been craving of late, and Cocagne's came in a braise of glory. Tender, a bit gluey in a cooked-tendon way, tastily topped with chanterelle mushrooms. Their consistency inspired us to talk of cow face physiognomy. What would lamb cheeks be like? And why don't chefs offer braised heart for Valentine's?
A tangy French Mamirolle and milder Quebec Fêtard cheese slowed us down for the dessert. The sweet ménage à trois was a chocolate brûlé (whose crust lost its crackle, too bad), orange segments with sour cream sorbet and a touch of lemon, and a coffee parfait with sour cherries and a grape-must reduction. Playful endnotes to an amorous evening.
Loiseau keeps the usual menu short and simple, always offering the foie gras, and meat and fish dishes of the day. Wines start at a budget-respecting $30 a bottle. We happily took up the suggested pairings by the glass, and the friendly waiters are happy to chat drinks and nosh.
Inadvertently bringing work on a date isn't usually so fun. But now that I've reviewed Cocagne, it'll be pure frivolity next time we're there.
Cocagne: Bistro orgueilleux3842 St-Denis; 286-0700www.bistro-cocagne.comDinner for two, not including tax, tip, drinks: $50-$90
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