You may wish to refresh your memory of the crème brulée by reading the original post and Challenger #1.
Up to bat in our second challenge is the crème brulée from the French Baker / Benny’s Bistro (ou le Boulangerie Français.. mais oui!) in the Byward Market.
We appreciated the COPIOUS amounts of vanilla bean that this brulée brought to the table. Look at it all - vanilla bean speck city! With no fou-fou side dishes, this boastful little brulée stood up tall in its icing sugar shower and said, “Mais oui, mangez-moi! Je n’ai pas besoin de porter un béret pour être français et impressionnant.” (Translation: Eat me! I don’t have to wear a beret to be French and awesome.)
Quel attitude!
The brulée was rich, creamy and had a light crispy top (just how I like it). Also - the wait staff didn’t find it all strange when we walked into Benny’s Bistro asking if they served crème brulée. Not one single Amelie-esque lash batted at this question. Dessert in the afternoon? How civilised! Mais oui!
Boyfriendly rating: 4/5.
I have to try theirs! The best I had was at a restaurant on Wellington kitty-corner across the street from the Table to the west.