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"In the West Village, a refined French newcomer that opened in May sends out an off‑menu, large‑format clafoutis still warm in a double‑handled aluminum pan, oozing fresh fruit and baked custard, with seasonal apricots and lavender or cherries, set atop a folded towel with goat’s milk ice cream on the side; rustic yet traditional, familiar with a twist, gooey at the center and crisp at the edges, it’s priced at $28 and sells about 12 to 14 per night (roughly 25 percent of customers), and the menu lists it as a shared item to ease sticker shock — a fun, playful dessert that the team believes should be generous, decadent, and stay reasonable so long as it doesn’t exceed the cost of two individual sweets." - Dalya Benor