Woah! My food splurge on NYE consisted of 3 courses and a bottle of wine with my fiancé at Mere Bulles in Brentwood, TN. Nearly three days have passed, and my stomach is still telling me it’s full. As a Registered Dietitian, I am often judged by the food on my plate, which is understandable. You will find that I am in no way defined by any one style of eating; I eat to provide my body with the vitamins and nutrients it needs, but I do love to indulge every now and then. New Year’s Eve was one of those times. That being said, I’m grateful the holiday season is coming to an end and I can get back on track!
Mere Bulles has been a tradition for many in the middle TN area for nearly 20 years. That is quite a long run by present restaurant standards in the Nashville area. I understand why folks keep coming back-the food is great and the atmosphere eludes to an era of the past. Charming antiques throughout, a bannered staircase, and salvaged bricks add to the new-old Southern dining experience.
On this occasion the restaurant offered a price fixe menu: 4 courses for a set amount. I opted to order from the menu due to the greater amount of choices. I had to start with a cup of the famed Charleston She-Crab Bisque. It’s hard to go wrong with this silky, simple, cream based seafood soup. It was worth the few extra calories, trust me.
My chosen entrée also didn’t disappoint-phyllo wrapped sea bass with an artichoke and tomato beurre blanc. I might have to try this spin on the thin pastry sheets the next time I bake fish. Never one to use extra salt in my cooking, the rich sauce had a bit too much for my taste.
I’m not sure how we had room for dessert at this point, but we had to try their bananas foster-eske dessert. A slice of house made banana bread floating atop the brown sugar, rum and banana liqueur sauce with a scoop of vanilla bean ice cream. Probably the best bite of the meal; at least banana was in the name, ok? According to the server, it’s the only dessert he catches the staff in the back trying to sneak bites of.
I don’t intend to race back anytime soon, but I hear the Sunday brunch is phenomenal. After my three-day food coma accompanied by a Downton Abbey binge, I’m excited to get back into my work groove and refocus on meal planning! Until the next best bite…