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The generous, salty, tasty steak frites ($26) came with a silver pail full of excellent freshly made french fries. It was a classy presentation we also saw adorning the plates of thick hamburgers ($12, or $14 with Gruyère or Roquefort). We enjoyed dipping the frites into the lavishly tarragoned sauce béarnaise. The nicely cooked, flaky halibut ($19), similarly generous in portion and salt, was perched atop a lovely, simple, buttery sauté of fresh white corn helped along by tiny cubes of bacon. The smoked salmon pizza (also available at brunch, $14), decorated with squiggles of crème fraîche and black crunchy beads of tobiko caviar, came hot and crisp from the wood oven. We overheard raves about the moules frites ($14), the bacony salade Lyonnaise with a poached egg perched on top ($12), and a salad of greens completely hidden by slices of smoked salmon ($14).
The dessert list, alas, seems to be a better read than it is to eat. The lemon mascarpone tart ($7) wasn't very lemony, the strawberry sorbet ($7) also seemed insufficiently fruity, and the brioche pain perdu ($7) was pretty much a disaster: a soggy, lukewarm slice of raisin bread, neither crisp without nor custardy within, that gave you no idea of why anybody would ever enjoy eating French toast.
But even after the disappointing desserts, we still left La Terrasse happier than when we arrived. On a clear day, there are few places more delightful to relax and enjoy the matchless San Francisco view over a classic steak frites or a lush serving of foie gras.