Fleur De Lys

Back in December, you might recall my brother-in-law visited us. He had an incredible amount of luck gambling while he was here. He hit a 5-team football parlay, plus had a number of other successful blackjack sessions and a couple smaller slot wins.

His profits remained in tact and he could’ve gone home with a handsome sum. Instead, fortunately for us, he shared some of his wealth and suggested we go out for a fine meal. Twist my arm, why don’t you? We searched and searched, overwhelmed with options we put our top choices in a hat and Bob drew names. Fleur De Lys was the winner. We made reservations for later that night, it was a Saturday. So we weren’t able to get reservations until 9pm but it worked out well since we had a big lunch and timing coordinated with Bob’s red-eye flight home.

When we arrived we were invited to wait in the lounge while they prepared our table. After a short-wait, we were seated at a table toward the center of the room. We could view the chef’s table above and gaze at the collection of roses on the wall from our seats.

We looked over the menu options and all three of us couldn’t resist the Elegance Menu ($89pp), Frank and Bob also went with the wine pairing for an additional charge ($60 each if I recall accurately). We agreed that Frank and I would cover anything over three Benjamins. Why not do it right? That’s what we work for… to enjoy…

Service was slow to start. It took sometime to be waited on, bread service was sluggish and we waited a long time for an amuse bouche. So, we mentioned something to our waiter, we told him we had time restraints. He was quick to apologize and the rest of the meal flowed nicely and timely.

I’m normally good with details, but I cannot recall what made up the amuse bouche. At least, I have a photo and I do remember it being tasty (whatever it was).


The first wine was from New Mexico it was fantastic. I believe it was Gruet Rose. It was unanimous, we loved it.

We all chose the Truffled Onion Soup with duck ragout to get us started. And Chardonnay was the selected pairing. Both were delicious.


Our second course consisted of a few dishes we each selected something different. Bob had gently heated salmon with apple rosemary puree, it was beautifully prepared. His dish was paired with Pinot Grigio.


Frank had veal and potato ravioli it wasn’t the most striking dish, but it made up for what it lacked in looks with flavor. It was paired with a lovely Pinot Noir.


My dish was Alaskan halibut and mussels. It was fresh and nicely done.


Moving onto the main course, Bob and I had filet and Frank chose lamb, each had vegetable puree. All were quite good. Wine pairings were Chianti and Cabernet Sauvignon, if I recall correctly. In any case, they were the least favorite of all the wines.




Desserts followed, Bob chose the chocolate soufflé ($6 upcharge), Frank had carrot cake with pineapple sorbet, and I had a dessert trio. The cake and sorbet were unmemorable but the peanut butter with baileys milkshake was delicious. I could’ve drank those all day and night. Bob was brought a Port to enjoy with his soufflé and Frank had another dessert wine, I cannot remember it’s name; it was similar to, but far less cloying than Moscato.







Our meal wrapped up just in time. We were brought the check, petite fours and I was given a pink rose, taken from the piece on the wall. Of all the sweet treats it was the gummy lychee treat that left a lasting impression, and it was the macaroon that Bob could not forget soon enough. The final tab was around $430 before tip. Which makes it the most expensive meal we’ve had to date.

It was quite enjoyable, but it’s not one we’ll be repeating. While everything was done well, nothing raised the culinary bar so to speak. In fact, I can’t believe how much I’ve already forgotten. It wasn’t even a month ago, I suppose to be fair, it was during the time of my medicated stupor. That might be to blame for my failure to recollect.