A Day with Joel, Guy, a Hottie and a Hare

Life is so brief that we should not glance either too far backwards or forwards…therefore study how to fix our happiness in our glass and on our plateGrimod de la Reyniere

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It’s no secret that ELV is an inveterate Francophile. Since the days of Thomas Jefferson, it has been French food, French restaurants, and most especially French chefs who have led America out of its uncouth culinary youth and into the promised land of good eating. China may be the greatest of all world cuisines, but it is French technique and savoir faire that have been most responsible for Americans eating well.

Because of this, as just about every food fan in Vegas knows, we’ve been in sauté/cassoulet/à votre santé heaven over the last five years — ever since Joël (as in Robuchon) and Guy (as in Savoy) planted their flags on our soil. And if you’ll forgive us a bit of local pride, neither New York nor Chicago nor L.A. nor ‘Frisco has seduced these luminaries (along with paisans Pierre Gagnaire and Alain Ducasse), the way our humble burg has.

It’s all about money of course — 38 million mouths are more tempting than the cut-throat, small bore Manhattan restaurant scene, or San Francisco’s provincial one — but because the crème de la crème are here and not there, the baseline for great cooking in the High Mojave has been forever raised and spoiled us for anything that doesn’t measure up.

To such thoughts did ELV’s mind wander as he appeared at the Fox 5 studios to watch Robuchon give his first Las Vegas TV interview (and one of the few interviews he’s ever done in America) recently. Besides kibbitzing with him, and James Beard Southwest Chef of the Year Claude Le Tohic, and G.M. Emmanuel Cornet, we got to hang with Fox 5’s foxy Rachel Smith:

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(KVVU’s resident foodie), and hear Joël compliment our book and thank us for being such big supporters of Vegas’ French Foodie Revolution. To which we could only reply de rien, Mon. Robuchon.

From hobnobbing with JR, it was only a short stroll over to Restaurant Guy Savoy for its autumn menu, featuring lièvre à la royale (wild hare fit for a king). Waverly Root defines this hare-raising dish as a creation from the Limousin (Central Plateau) area of France. It is a dish so famous that in the eighteenth century, a special terrine/earthenware dish was invented for it. (If you’ve ever seen those oval-shaped, rabbit-covered terrines in Williams-Sonoma, you get the idea.) Root says: “Its chief distinction was its stuffing, into which went the liver, heart and lungs of the hare, hashed up together; cooked with goose foie gras; fat pork; bread crumbs soaked in bouillon; chopped onions previously cooked in butter, chopped truffles and parsley; a little garlic and hare’s blood.”

That blood (and those lungs, heart and liver), give this dish a wild, gamy funk that is one of the most unique in gastronomy. It is not for the faint of heart…or hare…but is one of those essential dishes to try if you ever want to establish your gourmet bona fides, or cross swords, or stubby fingers with the likes of Reyniere. Super-somm Phil Park matched it perfectly with a La Chappelle (no relation to Dave) de la Mission Haut-Brion (’99)that, like that wabbit, had a finish so long we’re still tasting it.

ELV left a $95 tip on his comped meal that would’ve been a Benjamin if he hadn’t needed an Abe for the valet.

RESTAURANT GUY SAVOY

In Caesars Palace Hotel and Casino

3570 Las Vegas Blvd. South

Las Vegas, NV 89109

702.731.7286

www.guysavoy.com

Eat This Now – Don Tot at NOODLE PALACE

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ELV’s staff is famous for its sayings, one of which goes: “If you want a great dessert in a Chinese restaurant, go to a French one.”

Of course those bon mots can’t compete with the ghost of Ambrose Bierce, but these don tots of custard-y egg custard can compete with many a dessert in almost any restaurant.

They only cost $1.50.

Just thought you’d like to know.

NOODLE PALACE

5115 Spring Mountain Rd Suite # 203

Las Vegas, NV 89146

702.798.1113

The Best Bread In Town

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ELV note: This article appears today in the current edition of VEGAS magazine.

THE BEST BREAD IN TOWN

By John Curtas

Fourteen years ago, a good bread basket in a Las Vegas restaurant was harder to find than a stripper who took checks. Generic, industrial breads were the norm (even in the best places), and the admonition “don’t fill up on bread” was a remarkably easy to obey.

No one could have suspected it at the time, but the seeds of superior, world class baking were being sown at the Il Fornaio restaurant in the New York New York hotel. There, Carlos Pereira, a native of Lima, Peru was placed at the stoves after failing to gain a casino management position at the property. What seemed a setback at the time proved serendipitous for both Pereira, and anyone who has ever bitten into a superior baguette and been transported to one of the most elemental pleasures in food.

Pereira took to baking like prosciutto to ciabatta, and within a year, he became the main baker for all of Caesars Palace. Caesars sent him to the San Francisco Baking Institute to hone his skills at creating small batch, artisanal loaves, and within two days, he knew he had found his life’s work. He credits Master Baker Michel Suas (the “Father of Artisanal Breads in America”) for “…passing his passion for superior bread to me.” When he returned from his six month stint at the Institute, at least one Vegas hotel had breads that were worth bragging about.

Before 1996, the best baked breads you could hope for were made from frozen dough shipped to Las Vegas from Nancy Silverton’s La Brea Bakery in Los Angeles. “But they were expensive and took up a huge amount of freezer space,” Pereira says, “Once I returned from San Francisco, I knew we could make a fresher, better product for less money.”

For three years, he did just that at Caesars before striking out on his own in 1999 with Bon Breads – baking with used equipment next door to the Crazy Horse strip club. With no money for delivery trucks, he piggy-backed his breads onto Universal Bakery’s vehicles to get them to what few clients he had. When all food business cratered after 9-11, it was a struggle to survive, but as Vegas’ foodie fortunes exploded in the mid aughts, our one and only artisanal bakery was perfectly poised to supply a superior product to demanding chefs.

Those chefs include David Werly at Le Cirque, Michael Mina, Pierre Gagnaire, Todd English, Charlie Palmer, Julian Serrano and Wolfgang Puck. Bon Breads now supplies all the restaurants at the Bellagio and Mandalay Bay, as well as the N9ne Group, Marche Bacchus and Vintner Grill. With such gourmet bona fides, you might think Pereira ignores the little guy, but even The Flame in the El Cortez downtown, and Parma and Rocco’s Pizzeria out in the neighborhoods can’t resist the allure of serious sourdough.

Today, Bon Breads is a 24/7 operation employing a hundred people who bake over 500 varieties for 150 steady customers. Its loaves range from the ultra-traditional (a three pound triple batard), to an espresso/white chocolate loaf that would make any patisserie proud. Chefs like Serrano and Gagnaire work constantly with their baker, tweaking and testing different styles and textures of breads to fit their menus, and Todd English and his Executive Chef Issac Carter spent considerable time with Pereira prior to the opening of P.U.B., creating a bevy of fun buns for the sliders and sandwiches featured there.

Besides customer service – “We’ll respond to a customer’s request whether it’s 5 in the morning or 10:00 o’clock on a Saturday night,” says Pereira – the secret to all this success has been in the starter. The sourdough starter to be precise – a 90 year old living, breathing mass of fermenting flour and yeast that was brought from Europe.

It is this starter that leavens all of Bon Breads delicious loaves, and is understandably, a closely guarded trade secret. When a top chef of a very famous restaurant calls asking for a small piece of starter so he can make bread one night for the owners, all of Pereira’s diplomacy skills come into play as he politely declines, then agrees to supply the restaurant with some of Bon Breads’ special yeast. In one phone call is seen the passion, commitment, service and customer appreciation that has given rise to this business’ reputation among the best restaurants of Las Vegas. Pereira’s rise to fame has created a lot of delicious dough for all concerned, and made “filling up on bread” one of the tastiest things to do in town.