
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Good Office Housekeeping

Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Start Holiday Books Buying

Monday, November 2, 2009
NANOWRIMO Begins

Thursday, October 29, 2009
Triptych or Treat

Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Find Galoshes

Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Cross Restaurant Reviewing Off the List

Today's to-do list is interrupted for this first installment of Fed Up: Why Hanging Around Foodies Makes Me Sick:
I forgot the details of last night’s tasting menu as quickly as the dirty dish for each item was whisked away. It was late. I was tired and hungry and more interested in hearing about my friend’s, Sally’s, new boyfriend and her upcoming move to Washington, DC. I had no intention of recounting the meal and so I only half-listened to our server’s presentations and did not take a single note. This morning, just for kicks, I tried to remember the five courses. I failed miserably. This is just one reason why I have never had a strong desire to be a restaurant reviewer and why I have great respect for those who do it professionally. Here, to the best of my faulty recollection, is a recap of last night’s meal at Restaurant Eugene in Buckhead:
We began with a winning sparkling rosé (I did not look at the label so I cannot tell you the vintner’s name. The bottle was green and the label was a deep pink color, if that helps.)
Next came an amuse-bouche of a single Kumomoto oyster topped with tiny bits of crisp some-kinda-special apple (didn’t catch the variety name). I’m not sure if the apple was sautéed or not. I mean, they were really tiny cubes of apple—come on. It tasted briny and sweet. I could have eaten a dozen of them.
A single scallop, maybe seared, in some buttery-citrusy sauce. It tasted orange-y. We wanted more.
Salmon tartare with sunchoke (look it up), vanilla orange (vanilla orange “what” I have no idea), and red chili. This item was actually on the menu so I lifted most of the description from there.
Duck breast medallions and bits of lardon and a deep berry-colored jus of uh, uh…It was delicious.
Cheese course. A rectangle of cheddar-like cheese served with a baguette-like crisp and what was that other thing…? The server told us the cheese came from a farm in North Carolina. He told us that the farmers only have three cows. I wasn’t sure if this was a good or a bad thing. I assumed the former.
Note: Something last night was topped with this wonderful pickled ginger sliver. And golden chanterelle mushrooms were laced through another dish, somewhere....
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Read "The Halloween Tree"

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