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Tuesday, June 27, 2006

yummy, yummy, in my tummy

Summerlicious is here! I’m so excited. I’ve got reservations to Mildred Pierce (lunch), Wildfire Grill (lunch), and the Drake Hotel (dinner). I was tempted to book a few more, but thankfully came to my senses.

The best dining experiences I’ve had so far have been at Bymark and La Maquette. The entrée for Bymark (Summerlicious 2005) was this gorgeous HUNK of seared, sushi-grade tuna accompanied by a wasabi-avocado sauce with sautéed cucumbers. I loved it. I would have nestled up and lived a blissful domestic existence with this dish forever, through sickness and health, till death did us apart. I would have swum open-mouthed in a warm vat of natto for this dish. I wanted to laugh and cry the entire time I was eating because it was AMAZING. Words completely failed me that night, and fail me even now. Just lots of “OMG OMG OMGs!” =) Entrée aside, sitting in Bymark at that time in my life, still a bit tired after an ultimate Frisbee game in muggy July, was a bit discomfiting because it felt way too grown-up, way too Bay Street, way too you’re-not-a-kid-anymore. Our server was really nice, though. The overall experience at Bymark was surpassed by La Maquette (Winterlicious 2005), because the former was riding mainly on the strength of its entrée. La Maquette had a pretty good lobster bisque and a decent prime rib. It was definitely worth the booking because I don’t think I would patron La Maquette under normal circumstances.

I’ll let you know how this year’s crop of restaurants rate =)

In the meantime, an interview with Anthony Bourdain on Salon.com.
(sidenote: I went to the Cookbook Store on Yonge, and asked a clerk about the audiences for Bourdain’s books vs. Ruth Reichl’s Garlic and Sapphires. The clerk’s first response was, “Well, Bourdain is really crass. But I like him.” Hahah, classic.)

Comments:
Anthony Bourdain is my hero. I have the biggest crush on him...I actually want to marry him.
 
marrying a hunk of tuna is won thing. but natto? come on. blech!
 
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