Le Cinq, Four Seasons, Paris

Visiting a hotel as special and iconic as the Four Seasons in Paris, I tend to feel like I am flitting about in a feature film – the freshest white roses beautifying every corner, attentive and attractive staff assisting with kind, genuine smiles and music tinkling lyrically down the hall. We cancelled our evening plans to enjoy the heavenly hotel facilities and eat at Le Cinq, the Michelin starred eatery in the palatial dining room.

Entering the elaborate banqueting hall, we had no idea of the fourteen course feast we were about to experience. Despite attempting to dress for the occasion we both immediately felt out of place… this is the type of restaurant where ballgowns ARE appropriate attire for supper. Girls can get away with a simple silk dress but my poor date was asked to wear a suit jacket (which the restaurant have at the ready in their wardrobe for unkempt guests!) Apparently though one size fits all and his slim frame was engulfed in a 50 inch cloak of a coat which he then had to sit draped in for the whole meal. This presented two problems: he was ridiculously overheated and felt terribly awkward (sorry I don’t have a photo), but the situation also provoked in me hysterical and irrepressible giggles for at least the first 30 minutes of the evening.

Once I’d recovered from the hilarity (Le Cinq staff definitely didn’t get the joke) we could commence the meal. Service is exemplary at Le Cinq, every fork is placed to exact specifications, water refilled in moments and the table is set out with such care, it is fit for a King. This precision frightened me a little… all very traditional and smart – I found it difficult to relax. The food was all absolutely beautiful, just as I would expect from French fine dining. There are various menus on offer, we chose from the main menu though our decisions were strongly swayed by the persuasive waiter, obviously the chef wanted us to try very particular dishes.

Bread and miniature amuse bouches were brought every five minutes, delicate little mouthfuls of carefully concocted ingredients… all very light but full of flavour. Starters arrived as a series of intriguing plates and bowls. The chef insisted on us both trying each dish so everything came as a double, amongst all the posh eating implements crowding the table it was all a bit of a squeeze. Girolles Mushrooms and Apricot with fresh almonds and Red Mediterranean Tuna Belly. I am not a fan of fish but found the tuna was remarkably nice, soft but meaty, intensely flavoured with caviar tartar, green apple jelly and wasabi. A tangy vegetable escabeche also arrived which nicely accompanied the fish. The mushroom option came as a total of four separate plates, of which we favoured the warm and comforting broth. Stylishly presented with gold leaf floating on the surface and with a sweet onion and tarragon ravioli within the soup, it was a lovely and inventive recipe.

Our main course was spectacular. We ordered the Milk-fed Lamb Shoulder from the Aveyron Region braised with spices and fresh harissa for 17 hours, with vegetable and coriander tajine. This was a star dish served for two people and was very rustic compared to the rest of the refined dinner. The meat was utterly divine, super soft and tender and deeply flavoured with subtle spices and seasoned beautifully. The meat was carved at the table by our expert waiter and presented to us with fresh vegetables. I found the meat a little fatty for my taste but the flavour truly was sublime and it felt very special.

After the lamb the rest is rather a blur, a cheese course, a glass of the purest water in Europe – particularly interesting and refreshing! And then the series of sweets and desserts. Amaretto Souffle and Jordan Almond was an impressive pudding, generous in size with vibrant ginger and apricot marmalade, almond granita with apricot sorbet, a unique mix of flavours and textures. The pastry chef avoided making the recipe too sweet, which I was very grateful for. Souffle is certainly not an easy recipe to master, unsurprisingly Le Cinq had perfected it and the texture was airy and light, the ideal dessert after a large rich meal. George V style Fraisier was a clever interpretation on the classic tart, served with strawberry granita, sour ewe’s milk sorbet with olive oil. The assortment of ingredients sounds odd, but miraculously combined to create a pretty and well balanced dessert. Saving the best till last it was finally our turn to pick from the sweet trolley. An exciting array of colourful cakes, chocolates and long fat marshmallows, a fun end to the serious meal.

Le Cinq offers fine French cuisine in an exquisite setting, providing all the elements for a memorable and magnificent meal. I recommend staying in the hotel afterwards, trust me after fourteen courses you will need one of their luxurious beds.

More information for Le Cinq here.

http://www.fourseasons.com/paris/dining/

Crazy Horse Paris Presents Forever Crazy, Southbank

Wow! Be warned, this is not a show for the weak-hearted.

Infamous cabaret club Le Crazy Horse Paris bring their new show Forever Crazy to London, a titillating display of beautiful bodies and captivating moves. The production is housed in a luxurious purpose-built Southbank venue. This raunchy cabaret show was opened in 1951 by Alain Bernardin on the prestigious Avenue George V and is known for its glamorous nude cabaret attracting a cool bohemian crowd. Le Crazy Horse has collaborated with celebrity guests such as Pamela Anderson, Carmen Electra, Arielle Dombasle and Dita Von Teese. Throughout its history the Crazy Horse girls have been muses to artists, writers and fashion designers. They have walked in couture presentations and performed for some of the world’s most prestigious fashion houses.

My friend and I visited Forever Crazy on opening night, with no idea of the excitement and heart-wrenching envy we were about to endure. The dimly lit tent is decorated with flirtatious neon signs. In the auditorium audience members sit at cabaret tables around the room, ensuring a good view for everyone, but an absolute nightmare for the poor waitresses.

The ten Crazy girls are perhaps the most beautiful women on the planet. Despite recently watching the Moulin Rouge show in Paris, I felt naïve and unsophisticated witnessing this glorified striptease. Plumped and pouting to perfection, poised ready to deliver, these girls are too hot to handle. Don’t take your boyfriend, I even found myself getting hot under the collar. Seriously sexy, men and women will be transfixed by the dancing and exhilarating acts.

For me, it was the visuals that were most impressive. Staggering lighting design and direction from the creative team accentuate the talented performers and create wildly imaginative optical illusions. It is a feast for the eyes. My favourite acts were ‘Upside Down’ a kaleidoscope of sensuality, and ‘God Save our Bareskin’ where a well rehearsed army of girls stomp about in Royal Guards uniforms.

Overflowing with Parisian glamour and allure, these seductive French Fancies will leave you stunned and stuttering all the way home.

Forever Crazy runs until 24th December 2012 at Southbank. Tickets start from £35 and special Champagne and show packages are available.

For more info, visit: http://www.forevercrazy.co.uk/

Moulin Rouge, Feerie, Paris

The Moulin Rouge is an iconic landmark, and a must see Parisian extravaganza of feathers and fluttering lashes, foolery, flirtation and fun. Immortalised by painter Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec and more recently remembered in Baz Luhrman’s famous film makeover, the glittering windmill is an image that we all associate with the glitz and glamour of vintage Paris.

As a wannabe Parisian girl who travels to the ‘city of light’ regularly, it seems bizarre that I have never seen the show at the windmill. The epic cabaret performance has become world famous, a legendary exhibition of beautiful bodies, colourful costumes and awe-inspiring acts.

Shows run twice nightly, at 9pm and 11pm, there is the option to dine beforehand; champagne is an almost compulsory addition to the evening. We stepped off the Eurostar train at 10.19pm exactly, dashing through Gare du Nord in search of a taxi. With no supper in our stomachs and the adrenaline of arriving in a new country keeping us awake, we drove straight to the 11 o’clock Thursday show buzzing. Skipping the queue (always book prior as it is usually sold out), we marched straight through the velvety windmill interior to take our seats in the plush auditorium.

The theatre itself is divinely sensual, circular tables glow with flickering lights and waiters skim the floor offering drinks. There is a hushed romantic feel in the crowded sea of audience and a great sense of friendship amongst visitors as groups share tables, chat and squeal throughout the show. We were sat next to a group of lovely ladies who insisted on topping up our champagne flutes and giggling with us at the daring acts.

The Moulin Rouge’s show, “Feerie” is a whimsical and magical production created by Doris Haug and Ruggero Angeletti. With complex choreography from Bill Goodson and stunning designs by Corrado Collabucci, it is a truly unique spectacle. Feerie aims to fulfil all the audience’s dreams with its four scenes: ‘The Moulin Rouge today and yesterday’, ‘The Pirates’, ‘The Circus’ and‘The Moulin Rouge from 1900 to…’

The show is captivating and utterly divine, polished and beautiful from start to finish. Highlights include an athletic girl swimming underwater with five squirming pythons in an impressive tank, the famous French Cancan, the staggering ‘singing in the rain’ balancing act and the incredible final dance – an explosion of bright pink people all over the stage.

I loved every minute of The Moulin Rouge and understand now why this famous show receives such rapturous applause and appreciation every night of the week, 365 nights a year. At the Moulin Rouge the music, dance and magic never stops.

More information here: http://www.moulinrouge.fr/