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Almost Back On Track

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.

sea bassMy 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…

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