Thursday, June 20, 2013

tale of the carbless waiter

 Chapter One: The Venue
I can hardly comprehend what I'm seeing.  Tucked away in a building that could pass as a dentist or insurance office is the in-your-face modern G2B.  The entire menu is displayed over the kitchen like the departure and arrival times at an airport - necessary? no; amusing? yes.  The bar changes color, so you can finally gawk at your favorite liquors in various mood lighting (drinking for every occasion, right?)... or if that's too mundane, you could just watch sports or cooking channels on one of the four flat screens.  The cushioned chairs, while not big enough to swallow you whole, are still comfortable enough to sleep in.  And I didn't notice until more than half way into dinner... but there is a Wii setup in the corner.  So much class to be had.


Chapter Two: The Food
It was the fact that it's only $20 for a three course meal.  Plus the fact that I wanted a cheese plate. 
The chef made it easy for two people to sample everything by only providing two options per course.  And everyone's been saying it's so good - by everyone, I probably only mean two or three people.
Part one: appetizers
In a choice between the Haricot Vert salad with fingerling potatoes (sunny side up egg, Easter egg radishes, goat cheese, toasted cashews, Dijon mustard vinaigrette) and the Chilled watermelon soup (Applewood smoked bacon lardons, shaved red onion, cucumber, lime segments, mint, olive oil), I technically ordered the salad, but watermelon is such an irresistible idea in the summer with slight overheating, so after I got a little judgmental deterrence from our waiter for wanting to change my order, Frank and I switched plates for the better.
The watermelon soup was as you'd expect, and I actually liked the chunks of bacon and slivers of onion - kept it from being too monotonous.  The only thing I could've done without was the random bitter-gingery bites of what I assume are the lime segments... or maybe there were strips of ginger.
As for the salad... just look at the egg.  That's all I gotta say.  But he liked it more.

Part two: entrees
Shrimp... or pork... but risotto... but cherry... and cocoa and coffee... but head-on shrimp... but cherry on pork.  Here is where eating family style is beneficial and the only way to go.
You're looking at the Grilled head-on shrimp with herbed lemon risotto (asparagus, roasted red peppers, lemon zest, arugula, cilantro, chives) and the Cocoa and coffee crusted pork tenderloin with cherry red wine reduction (sweet potato puree, warm savoy cabbage with bacon bits, ginger, toasted almonds).  
The one shrimp I had was almost flawless.  You absolutely have to suck on the shrimp head first.  Then eat the meaty part whilst chewing on the shells because that's where the flavor is.  Chase it with a couple bites of creamy risotto.  Delicious.
The texture of the pork was perfect, but I didn't get much of the cocoa and coffee flavor.  The best part was definitely the salad - crunchy and dripping with bacon fat, definitely overpowered the sweet potato puree because I didn't realize that's what it was until now.

Part three: desserts
With desserts, I always want to pick and choose pieces from different plates and create my own.  That should be a thing.  Between the Warm milk chocolate ganache (dark chocolate terrine, grapefruit, rosemary ice cream, milk chocolate crumble) and the Meyer lemon blancmange (poached strawberries, pickled rhubarb, roasted almond ice cream, lavender), my favorite parts were the rosemary ice cream (you can definitely taste the rosemary so maybe not for everyone), the almond ice cream, and the lemon blacmange (pronunciation unknown, not even going to try it).  I could've done with more grapefruit and less chocolate boat, and the painted streak of chocolate that goes off the edge of the plate makes me smile.
Chapter Three: The Waiter
Dude lost forty pounds since January.  He was a tall, slender guy anyways, so I imagine forty extra pounds wouldn't do too much damage to his image.  How, you might ask?  How does a person lose the weight of two toddler boys in the span of five months?
"I don't eat carbs."
My head was spinning with all the foods that I would not be able to touch should I kid myself into such a ridiculous diet.  Bread... cinnamon raisin bread, everything bagels, banana bread, honey wheat bread, dinner rolls, biscuits, zucchini bread, cheesy bread, garlic sticks...
Frank named pizza, rice, pasta... things I hadn't even gotten to yet because I was hung up on the lack of bread.
When Mister Waiter (so sorry I never caught your name) returned to refill our waters, we talked about how almost everything you wouldn't imagine has hidden carbs in it.
"Tomatoes.. you'd be surprised how many carbs are in tomatoes."
You don't eat fruit either?  Are you joking?  No apples, oranges, bananas, berries (all the berries), peaches, lychee, grapefruit (this is all stuff I have in my fridge at this moment in time).

"I just eat an avocado and that's enough fruit for me."
So, what exactly do you eat?
Cheese, bacon, eggs.
You are going to die.  You are actually going to die.
I would be dead right now.

-edit by request-
Chapter Four: My Attractive Date
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