Remember when you used to hate brussels sprouts? Now everyone seems to be cooking them in their own special way. Not this guy. Throughout my entire life I have loathed these miniature portions of cabbage that taste like pooh. But, if that’s your thing, then I highly recommend Reston Town Center’s very own Mon Ami Gabi.
Restonians of this great Commonwealth of Virginia should be proud to know we own one of only five Mon Ami Gabis in THE WORLD. That’s right, this fine establishment serves up some of the finest cuisine the French have to offer. The decor was pretty impressive, but chic, reminiscent of an old skool Chicago bistro in a new world. The bar is small, but adequate. I would have liked to seen a bigger bar but the space for the restaurant is rather small, so I get it, whateva. The service was quick and the servers were knowledgeable and likable. Also have to give my server props for having a strong beard.
Now, let me say a little something about the food. First of all, I’m trying to cut down on carbs, I’M REALLY TRYING. So I’m sitting there reading over the menu, thinking about what I’m bout to throw down on, and then something magical appeared in front of me in a big paper wrapping. OMG!! I swear this thing had a red bow on it. It was like Christmas. They brought out this loaf of what they called “warm country bread” that was soft and warm, with a light crunchy crust. And the butter . . . Sorry, I’m back, needed a smoke break. Anyway, if wine is your thing, they have a great selection of reds and whites, served by the bottle or glass, and if you REALLY like drinking wine, ladies, they’ll even bring over a wine cart to your table. Now, if they only had a margarita cart . . . yeah, probably not a good idea. For my entree, I chose the caramelized scallops with butter nut squash puree, and . . . i can’t even say without gagging . . . sauteed brussels sprouts, which were slightly passable, but I’ll never have them again, I can gum darn guarantee you that. Ughh. Hopefully this will be the last time I ever mention those hideous things on my blog ever again. Moving on to the main attraction. The scallops were like eating marshmallows from the sea. Moist, fresh, buttery, and . . . Sorry, another smoke break. Let me just say, they were without a doubt the best scallops I have ever had. I mean, damn! Has anyone ever seen Andrew Zimmerman’s OOOH face? Well, that was me. In conclusion, if you’re ever in the area, come by and check the place out. They have plenty of libations and good food I haven’t tried yet, but anxious to try. And since I’m happy to call Reston/Herndon my new home, maybe I’ll see you there.
Anyway, have to run. Heading across the street to Jackson’s to get drunk and pick up some cougars. It’s going to be a rough night. Next time I’ll be heading over to Ozzie’s Sunday brunch in Fairfax to really pop some buttons, fo sho. Holla at a brotha!