So these mussels. I so badly want to use expletives in the best way possible but will refrain. They were nearly swollen in size. Tender, juicy, swollen mussels swimming in a slightly thickened broth of salt water liqueur, white wine, cream (oh was there cream), shallots, celery and a whole bunch of fresh thyme (I ordered the Poulette Mussels). Granted I was unabashedly ravenous since I nearly sprinted from gym to shower into god knows what clothes and to restaurant, but I couldn't eat these little morsels of pure delight fast enough. And leisurely dipping my french fries into the gilded broth while sipping my Stella, and I was no longer paying attention to conversation as well as I should have been. I was working on my mussels.
I know "all-you-can-eat" anything sounds less than appetizing to most (myself included) but Petite Abeille sports a dining special almost every night of the week: Monday is 1/2 price Belgian Beer, Tuesday is 1/2 price bottles of wine, Wednesday is all-you-can-eat mussels, and Thursday is Lobster Night. Don't let that scare you. It's a value-driven joint with serious food and a totally relaxed, charming, and comfortable atmosphere. With a couple of locations around the city, this place is not to be missed. Especially for any and all of you mussel lovers out there. I'd been meaning to pop into one of their locations forever and then finally spontenaity called last night and I jumped.