Lately, the film “Julie & Julia” has debuted on silver screens throughout the nation and has reignited in many people our ardour for distinctive delicacies. Whereas Julie and Julia of the film discover the enormously difficult duties of mastering French delicacies at residence, my spouse Fran and I had our palettes reignited for the equally satisfying joys of consuming at a wonderful French restaurant.
However the place to go?
Residing 48 minutes from Midtown Manhattan and its seemingly limitless stock of chic French eating places, bistros and cafes positively has its benefits; however this time we determined to goal our GPS West to see if we may uncover a extra “nation inn” sort of firm to fill the invoice.
We acknowledge that our Garmin Novi GPS is, in actuality, a wonderful digital Ouija board. We contact the display, ask a query:
“Hermione, (that’s what we name our GPS as a result of she speaks with a British accent) is there a wonderful French nation inn inside a half tank of fuel west of our residence right here in Maplewood, New Jersey?”
“Re-Calculating… on the backside of the driveway – flip – left.”
And immediately [well, more like 45 minutes], we arrived in Flanders, New Jersey and Silver Spring Farm French Restaurant. This charming Inn is conveniently positioned very near Route 80 close to Budd Lake and the hamlet of Mount Olive.
Arriving an hour sooner than our 5:00 reservations, we have been, none the much less, greeted by the “Grande Dame” of the Inn herself, Jacqueline Ivaldi. Standing with good posture on the reservations station, she smiled and stated, “Bienvenue! Welcome to Silver Spring Farm.”
“Thanks, we’re an hour early and we’re questioning if we may get an early seating.”
Feigning, seriousness she truly walked again into an empty eating room peered round after which returned to the station. “Sure, you’re in luck” she stated, “We are able to squeeze you in.”
All of us had an excellent snort and knew instantly that we had made the precise resolution to go to with Jacqueline, her husband Chef Man Ivaldi, and their son Jean-Jacques (who educated on the famend Lodge College of Lausanne, Switzerland) They’ve been operating The French Restaurant at Silver Spring Farm for the reason that early 1940’s. Right here refugees from a devastated Put up WWII France may get out of their unusual and unfamiliar New York Metropolis environs and “trip” not too removed from the town for a weekend or typically longer with conviviality, bonhomie and, in fact, incomparable French delicacies.
Silver Spring Farm has a web site, so I gained’t waste time right here itemizing their distinctive and distinguished menu right here. I’ll, nevertheless, give two items of recommendation. First, go there hungry. The parts are beneficiant and irresistible; and, belief me; you don’t want to search out your self full earlier than the dessert. Second, ask about off-the-menu specials. I had a rooster, beef, lamb sampler in three completely different sauces that I can re-experience days later by merely closing my eyes and touching the tip of my tongue to my palate, yum.