I am not a vegetarian because I love animals; I am a vegetarian because I hate plants.
A friend flew in from Hawaii and CB came to town, all so they could eat at the one and only Cut by Wolfgang Puck. I've written about it before, in fact it was that very post that made them salivate and beg me to get a reservation. It wasn't easy, but we were set.
I straight up told the waiter, "I know this is a steakhouse, but I'm not ordering meat, please don't judge me." I felt bad, but I had eaten there before, and it was fantastic, but when it comes down to it, meat just isn't my first choice. Especially when it's $20 an ounce. Sometimes cow cupcakes are all I need.
But I was thrilled to sit back and watch these foodies eat to their heart's content. I knew CB was going to go to town, after all this is the girl that conquered the French Laundry. As always, CB did not let me down. She ordered Bone Marrow flan as a starter, served in an actual bone. >blech< I mean, fascinating! Then there was blue crab salad, potato tart tatin, fingerling potatoes with bacon, creamed spinach with poached egg, the wine, the coffee, the dessert Port, and the end all be all reason for their meal - the wagyu beef flown in from Japan. Mind you, I had...corn salad. I know. I am ashamed.
The desserts were worth waiting for though, chocolate souffle, strawberries and cream baked alaska, and my personal fave, the chocolate caramel Halsey tart. Sure my birthday isn't until next month, but you know me, I'll milk it as long as I can.What's the best part of this exquisite meal? A visit to the table by Wolfgang Puck himself. I have a feeling he saw our order ticket and thought, 'Man these people are real foodies. Except for that girl that just ordered corn." In any case, he was very friendly and CB was beyond thrilled. It was a great dinner that lasted...four hours. Yep. FOUR HOURS. As always, the company made the meal. I love eating out with friends, their enjoyment is pure entertainment. Me, I was happy with my corn.