Day 50: The most wonderful time of the year.

I'm Adam Sell and I have two months left before I leave Boston. My challenge? Do something in the city every day. Have ideas for my adventure? Send me an email.

So I've decided that Restaurant Week is my new favorite time of the year. After missing it the last couple of years, this summer I made sure to get out and have a classy, three-course lunch. And today, I felt like donning a beret, toting a long piece of bread under my arm, and riding a bicycle everywhere.

Except, I did none of those things. But I did get some French flavor by taking my Restaurant Week luncheon at Le Petit Robert Bistro on Columbus Ave. That's the one with the model Eiffel Tower outside the door, and the Christmas lights adorning the faux (French!) monument.

I gave a fleeting thought to ordering in French, drawing upon my six year-old classes in high school, but decided that would have been a bad choice. But that didn't stop me from wondering: Does the "Robert" particularly enjoy the characterization "Petit"? I'm not sure I would, if it were me, but hey.

And the food was absolutely brilliant. I had a cold vichysoisse soup, cod almandine, and a helping of the most decadent bread pudding I've ever tasted. As someone who generally doesn't eat real meals (I just eat when I'm hungry and stop when I'm not), I packed it away this afternoon. And I'd go back and do it again, honestly. It's a cute little place, where many patrons walk through the kitchen to get to the main dining room, and I imagine the wine list is impressive. I didn't sample any of the grapes, as I had a drive after my lunch, but it's on my agenda if I return.