It was a night when everyone was more or less doing their own thing, so Boy and I snuck off.
I’d been craving fondue since I’d arrive, and thank goodness he had been to. Otherwise there would have been an argument, obviously ending in me getting my way and having fondue, but at least we avoided all that effort (just kidding I’m not that much of a bitch, although I’m not pretending I wouldn’t have guilt-tripped him).
I mean, anything for fondue, right? If you’re nodding your head, I think we’d get along just fine.
Boy was the cutest and did some research (aka scanned on Tripadvisor and asked the chalet staff) on where the best place in Val d’Isère was to get some fondue.
It led us here. It was New Year’s day so we couldn’t get a table until 9.30. We had planned to go for drinks before, but took a nap instead. Party animals, some may say.
The menu had a nice little page with different types of fondue on it.
Oh shit. Fondue or raclette? I don’t know why this decision didn’t hit us before.
I would’ve asked the waiter what they thought was best, but just a tip – In France, NEVER ask what the waiter recommends. I know I do this all the time, but their response will be “I don’t know because I don’t know what you like”. It’s not worth the hassle. Or maybe try asking just to see if you get that response (I got it 3 times on the trip, i.e. every time I asked, before I got the hint).
At least there was one thing we agreed on.
Wine and cheese.
It really doesn’t take too much to please me.
I tried to spy what other people had ordered. I saw a few had gone for raclette, but I think because we’d built up fondue so much in the past few days that we had to have it.
Sorry, I don’t really know what that’s a picture of either. Just wanted to give you a feel of the place!
The waitress came back about 5 times before we had decided to order. We’re always chatty cathy’s for some reason when we go out, as if we haven’t seen each other all day/week. I don’t really know what we talk about. Fondue, probably.
To start wie got the Fresh Scallops Carpaccio Marinated in Ginger, Lime and Fresh Coriander.
Boy really liked it, I didn’t – I’m not sure why. Maybe raw scallops isn’t for me.
The next starter we got was Homemade Foie Gras served with Homemade Gingerbread and Onion Confit.
The foie gras was alright, the bread was interestingly good!
Then the fondue. In the end, we picked the Cep Mushroom Savoyard Fondue – Cheese fondue with porcini mushrooms from Ardèche. It’s served with a fresh green salad.
It also says “For all mushroom amateurs!” on the menu. I’m not really sure if that’s what they’re trying to say.
Initially I was looking at the Fondue Royal (with 100% Comté, Champagne and Truffle) but Boy isn’t a fan of Truffle. If Frankie was here there would be no question about what we’d be ordering.
Boy and I went a little order-happy on the sides though.
As I said, it comes with salad.
We also ordered a Slate of Charcuterie from Savoie – I quote “Exclusively local and artisanal products from Guy Gros and Les Arcades. 9 month Parma ham, Coppa ham, Wild thyme bacon, Savoyard “diots” sausages, dried beef, rosette saucisson”.
I wasn’t in a meat mood really, so Boy kind of went alone on that one. I had a couple of bits, but it wasn’t anything that crazy good to keep me going.
Aside from the salad, I ordered a side of vegetables to be extra healthy. Although we took the lid off, then put it back on.
As you can probably tell, neither of us opened the lid up again.
We focused on the good stuff.
We walked/rolled back to the chalet where I excitedly stopped at most of these AMAZING ice-sculptures.
Art and fondue in one night, eh? So cultured, I know.