We had a little bit of an anniversary celebration at our favey local restaurant, Cafe Barcel. I got the frisee salad with lardons, blue cheese and, yes, the poached egg. That’s right.
Our amuse this evening, tomato water gazpacho:
Corn soup:
Kevin was kind enough to send out the heirloom tomato salad with a fried green tomato:
The hunna got the open-faced ravioli, which he thought was a little too rich with bechamel:
I got the tagliatelle with porcini. It was rich but in a very good way:
And we shared the blueberry cobbler.
This was great, and inspired our Saturday night supper.
