First, a few of the group were smoking out front, and then out back, over and over again. Some were greeted with squeals of delight, and others were ignored or greeted tepidly.
Second, while everyone else started with cocktails ( a lot of whisky sours), I was saving my glass of wine for dinner.
Third, the food was diverse and phenomenal.Very carnivorous. Very fat. Steak and f There were two slices of cake to share among the four of us to end it all. It was worth the splurge! Here are a few pictures:
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| Oysters from the maritimes with seafood sauce, lemon and horseradish |
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| Razorback clams with Romanesco broccoli, mayo and roe. The showstopper! |
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| Fall salad with pepitas, parmesan and the sweetest tenderest greens |
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| Foie gras and skillet cinnamon brioche |
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| Lobster and cod |
Fourth, next was a bottle of reisling from Alsace in the longest bottle I had ever seen, and then a red with the fattest squatest bottle. A bottle of cognac was brought out and left. At last minute, a couple people drank a lot of it in short order. I had one glass of white and one of red. The white was cold and the red was oaky.
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| 2007 was the year apparently! The tall bottles of Germany and Alsace are called hock and they contain riesling and gewürztraminer |
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| The culprit: a magnum of Brunello di Montalcino |
Fifth, we had a good time, laughing and talking shop and reminiscing and looking forward.
Sixth, the price was announced at the end, split among those of us "drinking". This was a record, and at first I thought it was a joke. My splurge went from $85 plus tax, totally worth it, to $380, wait, WHAT?! Someone was taking advantage, and it wasn't me!
It was timely that a colleague was leaving west and offered me a ride home.
Fortunately my shift today started at 9 am, so for the second evening after work, I went out with colleagues.
First, when our chosen restaurant for the best Indian food was closed for a water main closure, my friend came to pick us up and we drove the second best restaurant called Indian Curry House in the city together. We greeted each other in equal enthusiasm, and laughed from the beginning to end.
Second, we all poured each other water in goblets from a generous pitcher and passed on alcohol all evening. It was perfect!
Third, the food was diverse and phenomenal! My friends allowed me to chose a palak paneer, then ordered the tester butter chicken, and we balanced it out with aloo gobi and the showstopper lamb korma. There was no time to take pictures!
Fourth, we all had a naan, and a lentil soup and rice, and still had leftovers.
Fifth, we had a good time, laughing and talking shop and reminescing and looking forward.
Sixth, the bill came and my friends both tried to pay for it. A even took all three cards and transparently tried to line up to pay by lying that he would split it for us. Of course he couldn't, and we called his bluff, and we split the bill 3 ways. With tax and tip, it came to $23.30. No one took advantage, and I wished I had more time with these two men I am proud to call friends in our perfectly MAD little club.
I vow to avoid people like the former and eat more with the latter. Eat within my budget. Eat with my friends. Eat more vegetables. Drink a glass of wine, but next time only when I know the price!
Editor's note:
I asked the cohort what was up with the bill after the fact, and a colleague offered to pay $300 of my bill. That made the evening a whole lot nicer. He apparently adored the wine a lot!I initially declined, because I still don't see why someone didn't own up to the mistake, but he was adament that he felt it was fair, and I was happy to be reimbursed!
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