One of our neighbors/friends is a chef at a fancy restaurant in Manhattan. He and his family are moving next week, so Micah and I thought we would be good friends and go eat his fancy food before he left and we didn’t have the chance to support him in his endeavors anymore. I know, the sacrifices we make to be good friends!
I can only say that it was a.maz.ing. I have never had such delicious bread and butter in my entire life. Micah and I were so sad when they took away the leftovers that we were too full to eat. Totally worth it just for the bread and butter. But there was the onion jam that came with some fancy mozzarella cheese and bread. The duck bolognese. The other dishes that I do not remember the names of, nor could I pronounce them if I did. And then, of course, there was the dessert. We ordered one to share because we weren’t sure we’d be able to stand up and walk out if we each got one. But then our friend sent up a complimentary dessert as well. And oh my, was it delicious. I savored every bite and did not regret it at all.
I wish I had something more interesting to say about it, or a funny story to accompany it, but I don’t. It was tasty food. Micah and I had a good time. I love living here and knowing people who do amazing things. And I wish I had a picture to show for it all, but I don’t. I didn’t want to be caught taking pictures of the food in such a fancy restaurant like it was some big thing. Also, the lighting was bad so it wouldn’t have done it justice anyways.