Monday, December 14, 2009
Truffle-palooza last Saturday night
Last Saturday was the last but one dinner for the Dissident Chef. He's putting his pirate ship into drydock so he can focus on the new restaurant that's a-building at Pier 5.
The Theme was truffles ... the fungi not the chocolate. Saturday night's menu was the long-form (we got home waaay after midnight) while Sunday's (the final final final dinner for at least a year) was a shortened version to allow folks to get to work on Monday.
Eight courses, followed by three desserts. Every course, including the desserts, had truffles either in or on or over.
(White truffle ice cream .... mmmmmm)
Photos (and menu) from Saturday's Truffle-palooza
SubCulture Dining Finally Waves Goodbye
posted by Sal Towse at 5:19 PM|
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The Theme was truffles ... the fungi not the chocolate. Saturday night's menu was the long-form (we got home waaay after midnight) while Sunday's (the final final final dinner for at least a year) was a shortened version to allow folks to get to work on Monday.
Eight courses, followed by three desserts. Every course, including the desserts, had truffles either in or on or over.
(White truffle ice cream .... mmmmmm)
Photos (and menu) from Saturday's Truffle-palooza
SubCulture Dining Finally Waves Goodbye
Labels: food, restaurants, San Francisco
posted by Sal Towse at 5:19 PM|
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: views from the Hill
Bertold Brecht:
Everything changes. You can make
A fresh start with your final breath.
But what has happened has happened. And the water
You once poured into the wine cannot be
Drained off again.
Everything changes. You can make
A fresh start with your final breath.
But what has happened has happened. And the water
You once poured into the wine cannot be
Drained off again.
