Steve and I went to a fancy-schmancy new restaurant last night. We sat in the “chef’s dining room” with a view of the kitchen. I got a 5 course vegetarian tasting menu–small dishes of many things–and it was delicious. Full write up on my local food blog:
I liked it a lot. It wasn’t Sushi Yasuda, by any stretch. I didn’t actually moan when I ate the food. I didn’t feel like I never wanted to eat another thing because I never wanted that taste to leave my mouth. I doubt I will lie in bed plotting when I can next go back. But it was damned good food, well presented.