[Pink Pig Time Machine by Wilfrid: November 5, 2012]
I think they were $5 a gram, but I could be wrong. Six grams recommended minimum for any dish. That, of course, was ten years ago.
But leading up to the San Domenico truffle feast, a quiet few days getting over Brazil.
I saw Wilco at Roseland ballroom, where they reproduced Hotel Foxtrot Bravo, a fine album, with disappointingly clinical precision. I ate a really lame dinner at the downtown branch of Les Halles -- greasy, chewy, forgettable entrecôte Bordelaise, flavorless steak tartare. I joined some eGulleters for dinner at Casa Adela on Avenue C, where the signature roast chicken had just sold out. At home, I served lamb shanks, and quails stuffed with pâté and prunes.
The arrival of white truffles at San Domenico was bound to cheer. After drinks at the Carnegie Club behind Carnegie Hall, we sat down to:
Cheese fondue with polenta
Raviolini with veal jus
Roast veal with chanterelles
Quail stuffed with sage and onion, fennel mousse
Panacotta
White chocolate cake
Zabaglione
Ice cream
Petits fours
A 1997 Barbaresco accompanied the truffle showered savory dishes. And the next day it rained. But not as heavily this week in 2012.
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