My restaurant-exploring friend Betty and I had dinner at Sera last night and shared a chaucuterie platter of whiskey smoked salmon, duck prosciutto, and duck liver mousse with an arugula, marinated onion, and pepper salad and marinated okra (one thing I don't eat--Betty got all the okra). I could have eaten fourteen helpings of the mousse (and felt awful afterword)--it truly was wonderful. We each order a black Caesar salad--an unusual mixture of kale, butternut squash, white anchovies, black garlic (I have no idea what that is), and a light vinaigrette. A lovely meal.
One night before these delicious meals, I had a chicken-friend pork cutlet with cream gravy, black-eyed peas, and salad. Delicious too, but heavy, and I felt sluggish the next morning and decided to eat light for the next few days. The meals above were light because they were presented in European quantities--not the huge servings we Americans have come to expect. Also there was nothing fried.
I'm not sure if it's the lighter dining or the experience of two really fine meals, but my disposition is brighter than it has been in several days. There's a lesson to be learned there. Back to my standard tuna fish salad.
5 comments:
Sounds like adventurous eating to me. Wish I could have gone with you.
Wish you could have too, Polly.
You're eating a lot of things, I've never tried. Once a long time ago, my mother-in-law served me a tongue sandwich. She didn't tell me what it was until I was chewing on it. I swear I felt the thing throbbing in my mouth. :-) However, a long time ago I loved the pickled pigs feet in a jar. And then there was something we ate called ring pudding, which was mushed up leftover pig pieces and spices, I think, stuffed into a casing. Loved it with lots of ketchup on it and served with eggs sunny side up. It's hard to find now, and oh the fat calories in it.
I've never ate many of the things you've mentioned, Judy. I never liked liver of any kind. Once when I was a newly married, my mother-in-law served me a tongue sandwich. She didn't tell me what it was until I was chewing on it. I swear I could feel it throbbing in my mouth.
Growing up I loved pickled pigs feet from a jar, and ring pudding which was mashed up pig parts with spices stuffed into a casing. It was delicious served with ketchup and sunny side up runny eggs. But, oh the fat calories. It's hard to find now.
Gloria, I love tongue but have never done pigs feet--not sure I could. Just shows we all have our peculiar tastes. Ring pudding sounds interesting, though I decry the tendency these days to cover everything in ketchup.
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