I almost wouldn’t post this meal if it weren’t for the wonderful time we had celebrating Irene’s birthday. I mean. How many times can you go to a restaurant in just one month? Three, I guess. The answer is three. So here’s o lar again.
These goat cheese croquettes are not the most beautiful things in the world, but man were they delicious. Just a mouthful of oozy, melty, yummy cheese and a nice bit of pork in there, too. Yowza.
And while we didn’t go crazy for the pizza the first couple times, maybe we didn’t get the right pizza. This one, with speck and potatoes and fontina, was delicious. We also asked for it well done — and it still could have been done more. Next time — because let’s face it, people, there will be a next time — we will ask them to burn it.
Burrata with mushrooms and truffle oil:
Mussels in albarino:
Burrata with anchovies:
Flatbread:
Octopus:
Irene and Sam:
The busy room. This is a Tuesday, folks.
(BTW, Bill Irwin was in the restaurant, too, but you can’t see him in this photo.)
Kris and Tom and Sam:
Chicken. Again. Mmm.
Lamb bolognese with mint-flavored papardelle:
Panna cotta. Vanilla:
Ricotta cheesecake:
Flan:
And a nice stickie that Karen brought us from Australia:
Wow. Another great meal. Another great night. Happy birthday Irene!
