Friday, March 14, 2008
a seat at the kitchen table (1)
There are birthday dinners. And then there are birthday dinners.
A friend who I regularly dine out with decided that for her birthday this year, she wanted to have an evening that mixed good food and entertainment. Her choice was Colborne Lane, a downtown restaurant known for dabbling in molecular gastronomy. Anything with a term like that applied to it is enough to pique my curiousity, so I quickly accepted the invite. It may also have marked the first time I would ever eat at a spot reviewed by the New York Times.
We ordered the Kitchen Table tasting menu, a 15-course sampler of the kitchen's wizardry. Among the seating options is a small room in the basement next to the kitchen, which we reserved to be close to the action.
After finishing off our cocktails, the parade of courses began. Note that course descriptions are not 100% accurate, as we lost track of all of the ingredients placed in front of us.
Two dishes in and we knew it was going to be a fun meal.
Dish 4 (right): The first of the evening's seafood dishes, a tender, perfectly-cooked scallop accompanied by crunchy fried shallots (French's fried onions they weren't) and frozen pearls of creme fraiche.
We all took a bite of the cod. Orgasmic sounds followed.
To use the immortal words of Linda Richman, "it was like buttah." The fish quickly melted in my mouth, an extremely pleasurable experience. Comments like "best fish I've ever tasted" were not uncommon around the table.
The waiter revealed the surprise was cherry and watermelon Pop Rocks.
We tested the urban legend about the result of combining Pop Rocks, fizzy drinks (champagne in our case) and human tissue. I am pleased to report than none of us exploded.
The remaining courses will be served in Part 2. - JB