The following day I had to work a long day with numerous tasks and no lunch break. It's very easy to overlook lunch when you have a list full of prep work that you have to make your way through in order to get home. While you are cooking hard and moving fast, time passes and you realize you haven't eaten anything in hours. Occupational hazard. So I arrived home after not consuming food all day and was met at the door by Christopher. He put a bandana over my eyes and led me to the bathroom. When I removed the blindfold, I saw a dress from my closet with shoes and a towel. I got in the shower and started to get ready, my mind racing as to what could be going on.
sausage and mushroom stuffed calamari
proscuitto wrapped asparagus
eggplant stuffed with soft boiled egg
raw vegetable salad with arugula and chicory farro
compachi dressed with lemon, olive oil, chive, and chive blossom
le petite poussin with spring peas, roasted rosemary baby potatoes, chicken jus
vitello tonatto: veal with tuna sauce and artichokes
sottocenere tartufo and quadrille di bufala, quince paste, fresh black mission figs
"berries and cream"
olive oil cake with macerated strawberries, mascarpone cream, dark chocolate balsamic reduction
buttermilk creme brûlée with kumquat, blueberries cooked and raw
espresso soaked biscotti and chocolate brownies
pistachio cream topped with fresh apricot served on a handmade wooden spoon which was a gift from the kitchen for dining