Pink blossom martini. I'll try anything with St. Germain in it. Perhaps I should not have been so optimistic about the amount of alcohol I could drink, however...after a few sips of this, I completely forgot to take a picture of our lemongrass vichyssoise.
Salmon collar. Fatty. Delicious.
Bacon-wrapped monkfish. Oh. My. God. Our favorite dish of the night. The beans were out-of-control smoky and delicious.
Sake. Poor Liv had to do the heavy lifting here, or else she would have had to piggy-back me home. This new introduction to our meal explains why the next two pictures were not taken *before* we dug in.
Kobe beef medallions. With a yummy wild mushroom arugula salad underneath.
Hoisin duck tostadas. On a bed of forbidden rice, covered with crunchy strips of iberico cheese. Whoa.
So clearly, we hated this meal. :)
No comments:
Post a Comment