Flexible and I went out to dinner last night at a place called Blue Ribbon. I had been there once before, and had some obscenely good treats: herring in cream, and escargot bourguignon. I know it sounds weird, but they were both amazing.
So I wanted more herring last night. Apparently the chef was...not happy with the herring? So, sadly, no herring was to be had.
I never thought I would ever be sad about a lack of herring. But you know.
So we ordered up a few different appetizers. Unfortunately, I do not think we made the best possible choices, in terms of both taste, and...well...health. After we got home, poor Flex and I spent the entire night tossing and turning and trying to ignore our stomachaches and raging heartburn.
I guess that just goes to show. Seems that steak tartare, escargot traditional, oxtail marmalade with beef marrow, duck confit, a bottle of wine, three cups of coffee, a glass of port, and a gigantic serving of chocolate chip bread pudding, should not mix.
That lesson should have been clear to me the moment I realized that our appetizers were raw beef, oxtail, bone marrow, and snails.