Pierre Gagnaire was my first three-star experience. I went there with some apprehension: spending that much money for a meal was quite disturbing (still is…), even more so because this restaurant is not particularly known for being perfectly consistent. But in a way, I knew that Gagnaire’s cooking would mean something to me. And it was the case. I ended up being amazed, and still somehow thinks about some dishes that were on our table that night. This meal contributed a lot to my never-ending quest for gastronomic emotion. Yet, in hindsight, and with a bit more experience, I realize everything was far from perfect then.
Afraid of being disappointed when going back, and the number of fantastic of other excellent restaurants to try in Paris prevented me to go back.
Then, in the wake of 2010, life moved forward: new opportunities, new horizons. Just before, I went on a fantastic trip to Japan, which could very well be the most amazing of my life. But I would not have been able to leave Paris with circling the loop. Going back to Gagnaire was just the natural thing to do.