Saturday, April 09, 2016
The kids taught me about "Yolo" - you only live once. And last night I did something seriously yolo.
The hub and I were at a work dinner. We were asked to help wine and dine a job applicant who is highly competitive - he has other job offers. So the host invited us to dinner at a trendy restaurant, and we went into full-on sales mode. The menu was much spendier than the ethnic or family restaurants we go to in real life, so my natural inclination was to choose items which were healthy and relatively modestly priced.
And then the host said he was tempted to order the 5-course chef's table meal for himself, but didn't want to do it alone. And I thought: Yolo! So I agreed to do it with him. I spent last week in hotel rooms watching foodie shows on cable that I rarely watch in real life since we don't have cable, and I thought: I'm going to indulge in a foodie meal. Chef's table meant the chef chooses the courses, each of which would be a surprise to us.
So wow - what a crazy good meal. First, house-smoked salmon served on cucumber spirals and dressed in some sort of vaguely tangy sauce. Then home-made pasta with a lemony cream sauce and fresh shrimp. Third, two huge bursty scallops with marinated shrooms, chiles, peppercorns. Wow. Then some filet in a rich wine reduction, on fresh peas and mini potatoes and carrots. Swoon. A small palate cleanser of pear sorbet, apple slivers, one citrus segment, and herbs. Very refreshing. And finally a chocolate tart with sesame ice-cream, some sort of crisp wafer and caramel creme. All so indulgent and yum. I shared every course with the hub, and gave him half the dessert. Fortunately only the dessert was full-sized; the rest were quite small foodie-sized portions, so I wasn't physically stuffed. But my taste buds were hap-py.
And I did my job, I tried my best to sell our work and our city to the candidate. There were a lot of jokes, some griping about politics, some teasing of the host, some cajoling of the candidate to indulge as well. It was a good night.
Today I will go back to trying to be responsible. But last night for one meal I felt like I was eating something prepared by a Top Chef. What a treat. (And I'm very glad I didn't see the bill!)