Bas Bleu

When the phone rang this morning, we expected it to be Pat calling to tell us that the upcoming birth was imminent, but it was Converse and Jill, asking us to meet them downtown for brunch. Not quite as exciting as a new granddaughter, but nonetheless a delightful way to spend a Sunday afternoon.

Having never been to Bas Bleu before, we enjoyed it immensely, and it's something we look forward to doing again soon. The decor is unpretentious but comfortable, and the food is excellent, especially the French toast that's cooked to perfection with a custard-like center that melts in your mouth. There are two-for-one Bloody Marys and Screwdrivers if you're so inclined, and the little jazz band's music transports you straight to New Orleans, all bluesy and mellow and soft.