Living practically across the street from this gem of an establishment, I've seen it evolve from a mere green awning behind a construction site, to serving dinner, to expanding to a breakfast/lunch menu - and now in the heat of this delectable summer, to happily bustling away with its outdoor seating. Disregarding the proximity convinience for me, I find this to be a perfect spot for French-mediterranean fair in a wholly rustic and charming environment. Antique fixtures are everywhere from the chairs to the tiled floor - authentic enough without seeming to try too hard. The Belcourt has served me well the four times I've been. I avidly recommend coming here for brunch!
(Grilled cheese and sage sandwich with tomato soup - perfectly grilled with incredibly fresh and rich soup; their housemade pork sausage (there in the backround) although more like thick fat patties than sausage-sausages were just as tasty - faintly sweet with a mustardy dressing on the side)
(Baked eggs with toast - no longer on their menu)
(Vanilla and bourbon French toast with fresh ricotta and and Cook's maple syrup - loved how the ricotta had a hint of lemon to it and that the whole effect was not too overwhelmingly sweet)
(English breakfast with housemade baked beans, black pudding and grilled tomato; they've also got the best freshly squeezed OJ I've come across during brunch)
(Roasted butternut squash and apple raviolo, wild mushrooms with brown butter and sage - as good as it sounds!)
Fact: I learnt that Raviolo is Ravioli singular ... in this case the Raviolo is much larger than the average Americanized Ravioli.
(Bourride of monkfish with brandade dumplings, baby fennel, manila clams and sauce vert)
Fact: Bourride is fish soup similar to bouillabaisse but without saffron, flavoured with aïoli (garlic mayonnaise).
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