I’ve always thought soufflé was a dessert – until the day Elliot’s Café introduced me to a whole new world!
Elliot’s Stinking Bishop Soufflé is to die for. The size of a fist, the soufflé was presented in a delicious creamy cheesy sauce. I would have licked the plate wasn’t it for R’s disapproving look.
Everything else was equally divine. The Pigs head kromeski (& tartare sauce) was FATTY, the broccoli (bagna cauda & fried bread) perfectly crunchy and the crab on toast (fennel & chili) disappeared in R’s belly before I even realized its existence.
All in all, a great meal. Thanks Elliot’s Café!
p.s. Also a great place for breakfast. My first post doesn’t say much about it, but at least, it has some pictures :).