I realize that whenever I get excited about a new dish or new restaurant, I tend to get into the habit of making pornographic references when describing it. I think it’s perfectly natural and if my double degree husband were to get his research going on how our brain reacts to food and sex, I’d already have a Nobel Prize.
Recently though, I’ve discovered food that has changed my choice of adjectives. In fact, I’m completely at a loss for words. I walked away from the food not at all feeling “boner-ific” or “orgasmic”, but simply gratuitous, which reading this should inspire everyone to want to try this.
I’ve written about Goose Market before. Recently, they’ve opened a new concept called Enoteca in their basement. Enoteca in Italian literally translates to wine repository, and some in Italy serve them with small snacks or small-plates.
Goose’s Enoteca menu of wines and small plates changes daily. What we’ve had so far:
– Crudo (raw scallops with slightly sous-vide beets and corn emulsion. Simply amazing presentation.)
– Oysters (best I’ve ever had. Not sure where they were from but it hardly matters. It was like making out with Poseidon.)
– Charcuterie: rabbit terrine, smoked ham, duck prosciutto (some smoked in-house, some created by the hands of God himself)
– Tartare: steak/tuna (capers and red onion mixed in, with quail egg on top, I crave for this masterpiece right about mid-afternoon)
steak tartare
ginger beer
charcuterie plate
smoked ham with pickled melons
rabbit rillette
– Bone-marrow: (I had a small sliver of this for the first time. The flavor is beautiful, but it’s more for the dudes. The texture feels like an ovary)
– Beer and wine selection: plenty and beyond what you might find at Kahn’s
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