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Merci, Monsieur Marcel!

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Yesterday we rhapsodized a wee bit about a recent outing to LA's lovely Farmers Market, but we quite deliberately left out the part about our leisurely luncheon at the Market's Monsieur Marcel. After wandering the many shops and stalls and booths, we were lured by the sunlit tabletops boasting colorful cloths, a healthy wine list, and the notion of a quieter, less hectic meal somewhat removed from the central chaos of the Market. We settled in with a glass of wine (for us a nice, lightly sweet and pleasantly bubbly Prosecco, and for our dining companion a Chardonnay) and wrestled with our many menu choices.

Our last French dining experience was le grand disappointment, so a lot was riding on Monsieur Marcel and his food. The menu has many tempting hot and cold options, from cheese plates to sandwiches, quiches, meat and veggie entrees, or salads. Being that it was a warm summer day, we opted not to go with one of our favorite, but heavy, French bites--escargot--and selected the Salade Tahitienne. Our choice was a lovely bed of mixed greens with vanilla grilled shrimp, chunks of perfectly ripened avocado and juicy, fresh pineapple, in a tangy raspberry vinaigrette. Our lunch-mate also went the salad route, and her Salade au Poulet Pesto was a plate heaped with greens, pesto chicken, and rich and salty chunks of roquefort cheese that was best eaten spread on some bread from the basket. We both enjoyed our salads, and with the painfully slow service were able to have the leisurely lunch we'd sought. Well, perhaps by the end it was feeling a little too leisurely, and just plain long, when we realized we hadn't seen our waiter but for a brief moment eons ago and we were ready to help ourselves to some coffee from the station behind us. Still, we were happy to have experienced a more slower-paced meal at the Farmer's Market, and the lighter lunchtime fare was perfect for a hot day of facing the crowds. We say merci, Monsieur Marcel, but best you pick up the pace un petit peu.

Monsieur Marcel at the Farmers Market Third and Fairfax (323) 932-6855