Never order sushi on a Monday.
Always grab your Cuban coffee from the restaurant window.
Pineapple is not an acceptable topping for pizza.
And when you’re in the mood for escargots, you turn to the French.
Or the Mexicans.
So feast your eyes on La Gloutonnerie, a classic French bistro that comes to SoFi from the most unlikely of places: Mexico City, opening Wednesday.
Welcome to what would essentially be Roger Sterling’s Upper East Side digs in restaurant form. Just take the whole thing, plop it on South Beach, bathe it in cool grays and voilà—handmade leather armchairs, retro-print carpet and placemats, walnut shelves... It’s all very date/scotch-drinking appropriate.
So take a seat in the cozy dining room or on the outdoor patio. Relax. Have a Cullen’s Bulleit (rye whiskey, Grand Marnier, Cherry Heering, bitters) and prepare for a healthy dose of edible decadence. Things like platters of sliced Cinco Jotas Jabugo (Iberian acorn ham), roasted scallops with foie gras and chateaubriand in béarnaise.
Oh, and there’s a market here, too. Toward the back, past the bar. So if you’re stocking up for a picnic at South Point, you’ll swing by and snag some wine, charcuterie, soft cheese and assorted shellfish from the raw bar.
Never picnic without a seafood tower.