Rouge

On the outside perimeter of Newport Fashion Island is Rouge, occupying the space that used to be home to a southwest cafe. I wrote in LA Foodblogging that I've been on a pseudo-tour of French bistros lately, and I reviewed Figaro for them. Most people disagreed with my assessment. As you might imagine, rouge is dark wood accented with a lot of red. I like the color scheme, and those two compliment each other well, and make for an inviting and warm space to dine. The walls are adorned with the requisite 1920's Art Deco French posters opining the merits of champaigne, olive oil and fromage artesian. Instead of establishing a well-worn cliche, the framed posters really compliment the decor. The bar has a nice european feel to it, accented by streetlight-style lamps.

...and the food ain't bad, at least the single dish I've always gotten. Chicken and mushroom crepes with cognac cream sauce. Very rich, with a pleasing sheen on the tongue from the cream sauce. It is served with a compliment of steamed vegetables. Now, I know many restaurant reviews talk about the entire experience of arrival, interaction, quirky conversaion, the food quality, paying the bill and walking out. This was a short visit, because we spend most of our time outside, so a quick, nice quality lunch is always a good break. Newport Fashion Island lends itself to being in the fresh air, so we don't relax and take our time. We eat and run. Of the bistros I have been writing about, Rouge probably comes in #2. For my number one, stay tuned.