Okay, I promise, last dinner until this weekend’s (only one menu coming up) come up next week (by which time I’ll be posting missives from New York for a short while). I’ll keep this short. Private party, only limitation was no shellfish…. I thought I’d try a different approach again to the ratatouille tarts –… Read More Seriously? Another One?
I know, I know, it seems that the last week or so all I’m posting about is our Casa S dinners. I almost feel the need to apologize for it, but no – it’s just the way things are going for the last couple of weeks before I head to New York and Boston for… Read More I Can’t Believe It’s More Dinners
A group of half a dozen for one of our private evenings this week – “more turf than surf” and not too spicy were my only instructions… and an interest in “different whites and unusual reds, particularly Bonarda”. We started off with one I’ve been playing with, a ratatouille tartlet – par-baked polenta and parmesan… Read More Party of 6
While Argentine food is not my first choice when it comes to teaching (I figure there are lots of folk teaching it here, I’m trying to offer something different), I do have fun introducing visitors to it in a way that makes it easy to access, and also giving it a bit of a perk-up… Read More We Do Like Our Empanadas…
I hadn’t set out to design an evening around the cruciferous vegetable family, it just sort of started to happen, and so while I didn’t make a point of it, our guests this last weekend had their fill from the family Brassicacaea, or Cruciferae. It’s a grouping of vegetables that’s probably more widespread than you’d… Read More The Crucifer Crucible
When I get a request for a bigger group to join one of our dinners, I have to give it some thought. We only have ten seats, so a group of five, six, seven, or more people, pretty much means that they’re going to dominate the conversation at the table. They may have full intent… Read More Family Dinner
I often get asked why I don’t review more of the restaurantes a puertas cerradas here in town. Inquiring minds apparently want to know, and I understand. Well, there’s two reasons, one logistical and one philosophical – who knew on a Sunday morning I was going to turn into a master from Trinity College? The… Read More Inside, Steak
It was hard to be anywhere in the western world and not be aware that the last week was the centennial of the ill-fated Titanic voyage. In the restaurant sphere, re-creations of the last “first class” dinner abounded, interpreted by one or another chef, and offered up with prices ranging from around $100 per person… Read More Dinner, No Icebergs