To celebrate going out and buying a brand new, most insanely comfortable 17-inches-deep you will not even believe how wonderful it is, I repeat brand new bed, my soon-to-be-live-in-BF and I went out to dinner.
Bed shopping makes you hungry.
Rather than wax poetic over the entire meal...oh, who am I kidding? I am going to wax poetic over the entire meal. A pitcher of bellinis with blood orange puree. An artichoke salad with red onions and a little lemon juice. Pea-and-proscuitto bruschetta that reconfirmed my desire to create an entire bruschetta menu for my catering company. A cheese plate with a) Coach Triple Cream goat cheese that very literally melts in your mouth like butter, b) Fontina, and c) an incredibly strong unpasteurized cow's milk cheese that was completely amazing, all served with brandied black cherries, black truffle honey, and apricots with chili peppers. A raw fennel, bottarga, pecorino, and mozzarella pizza. A proscuitto and arugula pizza with possibly single-molecule thick proscuitto. And then the desserts. Oh my. The desserts get their own paragraph.
First a tasting flight of fruit-infused grappas (pear, fig, and currant). Espresso. And, of course, the gelato. He had a caramel gelato that you could taste the almost burned flavor in that was amazing. Then there was the olive oil and sea salt gelato that was unbelieveable. Then the rice gelato with apricots what was mind-blowing. And then. Then there was the last one. The one that I really could have skipped the entire preceding two paragraphs for.
The avocado gelato.
I have never tasted anything like it...unless, of course, you include a perfectly ripe, precisely seasoned, rich, creamy, perfect perfect perfect avocado. It was absolutely rapturous. I could eat that all day every day. From now until doomsday. There and back again. Avocado gelato. You need to eat it.
Go. It is MUCH less expensive than you might think. Go to Otto. On 8th St and 5th Ave, in Manhattan. Mario Batali, you might have heard of him? Right. Go. Otto.
Also, while you are there? Get some avocado gelato for me, would you? Thanks!
p.s. The waiter totally wanted to be the meat in our sandwich. Discuss.