So we began our meal at L' Auberge I'll, in Illhaeusern on the terrace where we interpreted the menu amid much hilarity and placed the order. While watching fishermen in boats with long poles catch perch we enjoyed an amuse bouche of cornflour crusted perch pan fried with tartar sauce fried Parmesan cheese. We moved to an open dining room overlooking the I'll river and a wonderfully groomed lawn. Next was a fried quail egg dusted with Parmesan and something on a dollop of Bearnaise with love. Next was a fish soup. Then foie gras frog leg Terrine. Caviar on top with fresh green onion. Palette cleansing. We started with An Alsace Riesling and moved to Burgandy for the entree. Dad handed me the wine list; I gave it back after reviewing 1,000 selections. I finished the meal with venison with red wine reduction. I chose to drink my desert. I passed on foie gras only because I am pacing myself.
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