Hi, everyone, I’m Jessica Cohn. I’d been hearing about Bistro Rollin and meaning to go there. But this well-recommended restaurant is a “ways” from home, and I get tired of driving, doing, and even thinking too much; so it never happened. That is, until last night.
And thank goodness. It’s a find. My Restaurant Week partner and I went late, when the patrons were unhurried and dinner was winding down. The mussels were gone. But no matter. We savored the celery root puree and munched on the duck and pig croquette, swirled in the sauce Gribiche and vinaigrette. Unfortunately, the first course photos didn’t come out well enough.
But picture the main dishes offered, including this comforting coq au vin. The chicken was melded with mushrooms and bacon and poured over egg noodles.
I love it when a meal makes me feel as though it’s the cooking from childhood, despite a world of differences. Our favorite was the baked trout in red wine reduction – with its perfect buttons of fingerling potatoes and baby brussel sprouts.
For dessert, there was hazelnut cake with Bistro Rollin’s own coffee ice cream, a taste I was hankering again for breakfast this morning.
My partner had the bitty cream puffs with warm chocolate sauce and almonds. Perfect size for stealing.
A nice duck confit and pan-roasted skate were also offered, but we had to choose! Of course, I can picture myself back there for lunch today, for the frisée salad, steamed mussels, and maybe the coconut cardamon rice pudding. Dreaming on . . .
Bistro Rollin is on Pelham’s Fifth Avenue, with an arch of twinkly lights at the entrance. Driving home last night, trying to avoid the crazies on the Saw Mill, I tried composing a post in my mind. I wanted to tell you that the dishes were very satisfying. Generous in spirit. As was the host. Our charming waiter kept calling me “m’lady “. . . which was fun. The atmosphere is elevated by a mash of serious and whimsical art. I loved the dark wood panels on the wall. The small rooms. The perfect acoustics and lighting.
Bistro Rollin is – what’s the word? – civilized. Worth the drive.