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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10 comments:

  1. PrincessNovember 11, 2011 at 3:05 AM

    Loveley... an evening of Fish and Feathers....

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  2. BobNovember 11, 2011 at 5:18 AM

    Love love love the Chez!

    And I, too, would have been leery, but would have been glad I tried some pickled fishies.

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  3. normadesmondNovember 11, 2011 at 6:11 AM

    pickled herring is a good thing,
    so why not mackerel?

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  4. ThombeauNovember 11, 2011 at 10:05 AM

    Pickled quail. Mmm...

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  5. DianeNovember 11, 2011 at 10:35 AM

    What a great picture! (I'm trying to be positive so that my extreme jeolousy isn't apparent. . . )

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  6. ThombeauNovember 11, 2011 at 4:45 PM

    Diane, been trying to reach you! I have a new email address, check my profile and write back. Just do it!

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  7. The Cool CookieNovember 12, 2011 at 6:17 AM

    Yah, Diane. Just do IT!

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  8. jasonNovember 12, 2011 at 7:37 AM

    Ooo...jealous.
    Does Alice live there anymore?

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  9. mrpeeneeNovember 12, 2011 at 2:31 PM

    One hopes she was back there slinging hash the night we went.

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  10. Salty Miss JillNovember 13, 2011 at 9:05 AM

    Anthony Bourdain talked some smack about Saint Alice in his latest book...but I'd still eat at the Chez.

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