Thursday, November 10, 2011
Chez peenee
Dinner last night? Get real, it was Chez Panisse, of course it was delicious. Even the first course, pickled mackerel, was plenty tasty. I had tried to explain my tepid enthusiasm for the dish when I saw it on the menu (Pickles? Yes. Fish? Yes. Pickled fish? Not so much.) but I'm glad I went with it, trusting in the genius of the Chez. Even more genius were the fabulous quail. Mmm. Baby.
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Loveley... an evening of Fish and Feathers....
ReplyDeleteLove love love the Chez!
ReplyDeleteAnd I, too, would have been leery, but would have been glad I tried some pickled fishies.
pickled herring is a good thing,
ReplyDeleteso why not mackerel?
Pickled quail. Mmm...
ReplyDeleteWhat a great picture! (I'm trying to be positive so that my extreme jeolousy isn't apparent. . . )
ReplyDeleteDiane, been trying to reach you! I have a new email address, check my profile and write back. Just do it!
ReplyDeleteYah, Diane. Just do IT!
ReplyDeleteOoo...jealous.
ReplyDeleteDoes Alice live there anymore?
One hopes she was back there slinging hash the night we went.
ReplyDeleteAnthony Bourdain talked some smack about Saint Alice in his latest book...but I'd still eat at the Chez.
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