Some foods are impossible to eat attractively. I'll bite the tail off a cocktail shrimp, I chew my salad like a cow on a grassy knoll, and it's a great day when my mouth stays closed for the duration of the meal. That's why I like mussels. They're a lot more forgiving, and you have the option of using a fork or an empty shell to dig out the meaty middle, which is a lot more civilized than I being elbows-deep in a Maryland crab.
Wait, what? Unlimited mussels? Meet in Paris does mussel Mondays. And Tuesday is for tacos, But mussels kind of look like tacos so they're on Tuesdays too. They'll even do it on Wednesdays because hump day is always a good day for mussels.
The first was the fave, a steaming Thai pot of sweet n' sour tom-yummy lemongrass in coconut milk.
The mussels are consistently tender. On the smaller side, but smaller ones are sweeter, and there's more surface area for sauce. The Marinara is classic, a tinge of merlot, red tomato with a small shot of spice.
The Roquefort is creamy (shocking), light and white, pungent with cheesy garlic and wine.
The Moutarde Ancienne is an interesting combo; a super-creamy, super-savory, practically-fondue stew of thick bacon chunks that walks on the wilder side with tender mushrooms and aromatic mustard.
What a deal. So many mussels on so many weekdays, and so many sauces to share. I have yet to try the other dishes, but I'll Meet in Paris for unlimited mussels anytime!
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