Best Night Ever
Holy. Fucking. Shit. Expletive.
I'm redesigning the website for a certain incredibly expensive French restaurant in nyc. Tonight, the project manager and I were treated to dinner at said restaurant in order to get a better feel of the place, its ambiance, look and feel and so on, in order to more appropriately redesign the site.
We were treated to dinner by the owner, who decided what we should eat and drink for each course. It was insanely extravagant. All the food is organic and seasonal, a tradition started by the owner's late father before organic food was ever a fad. There are also amazing, elaborate bouquets of seasonal flowers everywhere throughout the restaurant. I can't even communicate how out of control this evening was. I had an absolute blast and was full beyond any limits I thought I might have.
Jackets are required at this restaurant, so I came well-equipped. As we sat down, we had a little 2-3 bite item that was salmon and insane deliciousness. There's a French term for this before-the-meal dish that is supposed to get you excited for the meal ahead, before the appetizer, but I forget the term. It came with delicious champagne. There were also freshly made baguettes and then we got this very small cheese sticks and balls. Delicious.
For the appetizer, my coworker got a wild mushroom risotto and I received something that also involved amazing mushrooms, but also some kind of noodles and deliciousness. We each offered each other a taste of our own dishes and it came with a delicious white wine.
Next we had entirely fried seasonal soft shelled crab with pea ravioli and some kind of small and wonderful salad. Yum. More and different white wine. Yum.
After that, my coworker had lobster and monkfish while I had AMAAAZZIINNNGGG halibut with some kind of mashed potatoes and insane wonderful deliciousness. My synonyms are failing me. It was just amazing. Red wine.
Then we had small cookies, followed by some kind of fresh cold [frozen?] yogurt with rhubarb and other deliciousness.
Next we shared a strawberry souffle made without flour - just egg whites and strawberries with a strawberry sauce and a desert wine that somehow made the strawberry flavors SPRING FORTH and fill us with joyous ecstasy.
After that the owner insisted we stay at the bar for an espresso or a drink or something. He ended up forcing some cognac on both of us, which was not that bad.
I've been drunk before, only a couple of times, but I've never really enjoyed it. Tonight, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Perhaps it has to do with what you drink. And I was, to a degree, hammered. I fact, I'm still feeling it a bit.
The owner insists we come back some time during the day to see the special and wonderful upstairs dining room to get the full effect of the restaurant. Unfortunately, there was a private party there tonight, so we couldn't eat there. I guess we'll have to return some time. I've certainly gained much inspiration for continuing to work on this project.
I'll update my journal with more recent events later, like what's happened between returning from Japan and now.
Oh my goodness gracious.
I'm redesigning the website for a certain incredibly expensive French restaurant in nyc. Tonight, the project manager and I were treated to dinner at said restaurant in order to get a better feel of the place, its ambiance, look and feel and so on, in order to more appropriately redesign the site.
We were treated to dinner by the owner, who decided what we should eat and drink for each course. It was insanely extravagant. All the food is organic and seasonal, a tradition started by the owner's late father before organic food was ever a fad. There are also amazing, elaborate bouquets of seasonal flowers everywhere throughout the restaurant. I can't even communicate how out of control this evening was. I had an absolute blast and was full beyond any limits I thought I might have.
Jackets are required at this restaurant, so I came well-equipped. As we sat down, we had a little 2-3 bite item that was salmon and insane deliciousness. There's a French term for this before-the-meal dish that is supposed to get you excited for the meal ahead, before the appetizer, but I forget the term. It came with delicious champagne. There were also freshly made baguettes and then we got this very small cheese sticks and balls. Delicious.
For the appetizer, my coworker got a wild mushroom risotto and I received something that also involved amazing mushrooms, but also some kind of noodles and deliciousness. We each offered each other a taste of our own dishes and it came with a delicious white wine.
Next we had entirely fried seasonal soft shelled crab with pea ravioli and some kind of small and wonderful salad. Yum. More and different white wine. Yum.
After that, my coworker had lobster and monkfish while I had AMAAAZZIINNNGGG halibut with some kind of mashed potatoes and insane wonderful deliciousness. My synonyms are failing me. It was just amazing. Red wine.
Then we had small cookies, followed by some kind of fresh cold [frozen?] yogurt with rhubarb and other deliciousness.
Next we shared a strawberry souffle made without flour - just egg whites and strawberries with a strawberry sauce and a desert wine that somehow made the strawberry flavors SPRING FORTH and fill us with joyous ecstasy.
After that the owner insisted we stay at the bar for an espresso or a drink or something. He ended up forcing some cognac on both of us, which was not that bad.
I've been drunk before, only a couple of times, but I've never really enjoyed it. Tonight, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Perhaps it has to do with what you drink. And I was, to a degree, hammered. I fact, I'm still feeling it a bit.
The owner insists we come back some time during the day to see the special and wonderful upstairs dining room to get the full effect of the restaurant. Unfortunately, there was a private party there tonight, so we couldn't eat there. I guess we'll have to return some time. I've certainly gained much inspiration for continuing to work on this project.
I'll update my journal with more recent events later, like what's happened between returning from Japan and now.
Oh my goodness gracious.