I hate going out to eat. I know that this sounds absolutely ridiculous considering I LOVE to eat, but the reality is now that Chef has developed her uncanny x skills, it is often disappointing and upsetting to spend money at an establishment when Chef can make a far more interesting dish at home. I have to tell you that this reality makes dating and keeping the love alive difficult.
Mid week we went to a restaurant we hadn’t frequented in some time. After our meal we were reminded why we hadn’t been there in some time. The concepts as they were sold to us by the server sounded awesome. Who wouldn’t want crab and shrimp stuffed petrale sole or seared ahi tuna on soy and wasabi sauce. Sadly the realization of the vision was not the as good as the concept. Seared tuna should be pink in the middle not grayish brown. Sole should be…I dunno…seasoned. Salt is the primary seasoning that opens the flavor of the food, it is evident when it is missing from a dish. When we got our bill we were bitter…not bent, just extremely not joyful. We spent some nice coin and the best thing we had was the salted caramel gelato.
Then we went out on Saturday…partly to keep our connection to one another in the face of our business endeavor, and partly to do research. The outing gave us an appreciation for Caribbeancuisine: curry goat, ox tails, coo coo berry punch, and meat pies. I enjoyed it, but Chef makes incredible Ox Tails. As a matter of fact we have a friend, Gypsy Rob…easily one of the most interesting characters we have ever met (who else could trade a Sony Walkman for some Recarro racing seats)…who after sampling Chef’s Ox tails was absolutely persuaded that we should have a restaurant. We poo pooed his words. I mean really this came from Gypsy Rob! Well the man is a savant, not an idiot savant by any stretch of the imagination but a comfort food savant. By the way man we miss you and that restaurant is on its way.
Long story short, we still go out to eat. But it is not like it was. We have a passion for food. We came together over food. As a matter of fact, there is a restaurant in every major point in the story of us. Now though, we eat with a different palate. But you know what…I wouldn’t trade this life for anything.
is short…eat something memorable.