And it began mostly on Thursday. Gene’s birthday. He thought he was turning 36. It’s a good thing I’m mostly in charge of math here. He’s now 37. So we go to his favorite restaurant for dinner. They were having a chef’s tasting with wine. Delicious!<\/p>\n
The menu was:<\/p>\n
1) A lovely white wine, paired with tomato consomme and melon consomme and a fried tomato. Mmm! I loved the wine but disliked the tomato consomme (the chef had done something to make the soup nearly clear). The melon consomme got two thumbs up, though. (Did I mention that both consommes were served in glasses? martini glass for the tomato and short wineglass for the melon).<\/p>\n
2) The raw course. Raw salmon en croute, another fish in seaweed and…oh, GOD. Steak tartare. YES. Would I make this up??? A small meatball-sized piece of raw beef, with an eggshell containing the yellow part of an egg on top. I KNOW! I would not have eaten it if I didn’t have so much faith in Gene (for picking the restaurant and for going first, ha ha) and the chef, who is very very gourmet and would not just serve me day old hamburger. It was really good. You mix the egg in with the beef (hey, bake it for a little and you get\u00a0meatloaf!)<\/p>\n
3) Quail. Very good. Shrug.<\/p>\n
4) Pork. Yummm.<\/p>\n
5) Dessert: three strawberry wontons (each smaller than my thumb) and an apple crepe. The booze with this course was champagne with a little grenadine. Tasty!<\/p>\n
All of the booze made it a little hard to function at work Friday. I only had a half day but I still had to eat something to make it to 1. But I did – whee! Gene had a doctor’s appointment at 2, so I let him take the car once I got home and I babysat…dum-de-dum-dummmmm…. the two guys installing our awesome master bedroom closet. Whee!<\/p>\n
(Now listen…I wasn’t totally on board on this whole closet thing and was only going for it because it’s the only, only, only way I will ever get a king sized bed and maybe a decent night’s rest – my point is, mea frigging culpa. The closet is…is “bomb ass” a good thing or bad? It’s a bomb-ass closet.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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