When you walk into Terrine, the bar stools will most likely be the first thing to catch your eye. Their deep red leather confirms this is a brasserie. Once you get past the bar, the dining room opens it's arms to you and the patio either takes your jacket away or not, depending on the mood of the West Hollywood breeze. "Bonjour" the tables coo.
I was lucky to have my dad in town for the day to join me on the patio for this special Friday brunch, where we enjoyed numerous delectable plates.
- Brussels Sprouts: Pecans, braeburns, dates, pecorino
- Assiette de Charcuteries: Pork rilletes, terrine de campagne, deckle, duck & mushroom terrine, chorizo, truffled chicken liver, house pickles, olives
- House Smoked Brisket Hash: Sunny egg, horseradish, burnt lilies sauce
- Fish & Chips: Tartar sauce
- Pain Perdu: Vanilla-battered French toast, sea salt caramel frosting, maple
In regard to the Hash, my dad couldn't compliment the dish enough. He said at least a dozen times that the eggs were the best tasting eggs of his life. At the age of 64, he's had plenty of experience with eggs and I believe he knows what he's talking about. I agreed that it was an all-around satisfying show of flavors. The yolk was the deepest yellow and bled smoothly into the potatoes and smokey brisket. The smoke was another note worth mentioning. It didn't over power the other flavors and it was completely natural and honestly smoked in-house.
I did love the Pain Perdu too. I am a French Toast lover from way back in the day. My dad could barely recall a time he didn't see me order it at breakfast. I loved this version because the center was the softest, like the heart of a cinnamon roll, super soft, warm and sweet. I only wished it had been served with a berry. Blackberries maybe? A little splash of fruit would have rounded out the plate and added color.
Now that you know you can have a charming brasserie brunch on Friday, don't forget you can get it Saturdays and Sundays too. Bon appétit friends!