(After nearly 3,600 post titles and eight years of writing in this blog you’d think I’d be quicker at coming up with titles and writing posts but this is not the case!)
I’m going to make this a placeholder because I may fall asleep before I click ‘Publish’…
When Lisa declared at the Erotika Dinner a month ago that she wanted an Avatar-themed dinner, the chefs said — and I quote — “We are not making blue food!”
The saying “I’m going to eat my words” comes to mind, because yes indeed, we ate blue food. Not only that, but the house was decorated like the film’s lush tropical forest called Pandora — I’m just relaying what I heard because I haven’t seen the movie — and there was a point in the evening before the dessert where we sat on the floor around some candles to re-enact a scene… and that’s where they totally lost me.
At any rate, I was there for the food and music. The Oscars? Who cares! Bring on the (blue) food!
The menu:
Blue Cabbage Coleslaw
Blue Cheese on Belgian Endive with Cranberries and Pecans
Paupiette of Ocean Perch and Bok Choy on Black Quinoa
Osso Bucco (Veal Shank) with Blue Potato au Gratin and Purple Carrots
Blueberry Icewine Sorbet with a Raspberry Coulis and Wafer Cookie
Still uploading, but I’ve started a photoset, which is best viewed as a [slideshow] or [thumbnails] or in the Pictobrowser below:
How on earth does one combine Chinese New Year, Valentine’s Day, and Family Day (long weekend in Alberta, Saskatchewan, Manitoba, Ontario, and Prince Edward Island)?
Saturday afternoon was spent walking around Atlanta’s core with our cameras and keeping warm by ducking into lobbies and shopping areas. Still uploading photos, but a set is started here.
The best part was going up to the top of the (73-story) Westin Hotel — for free! — and shooting the views of the city.
For dinner I made a vegetarian version of my homemade lasagna with three different cheeses (mozzarella, ricotta, and cottage). It takes a long time to make it because I make the sauce from scratch, so we ate very late. But it was sooooo good…
I feel a bit sheepish posting the title “Erotika Dinner” — twice, even — as it invites the expectation that I’m posting photos reminiscent of the 1989 Peter Greenaway film “The Cook, The Thief, His Wife, and Her Lover”. Sorry to disappoint! (Great movie, by the way, but definitely not for everyone.) It was hardly an art house film night. Nor were there naked people feeding each other strawberries or oysters or anything like that — the only seafood on the menu was scallops. However, figs are supposed to be erotic, says the Vegetarian Society. (The page has a disclaimer: The Vegetarian Society can not be held responsible for the activities resulting from the consumption of these foods.) Figs baked in port were a part of our dessert.
But I wouldn’t be telling the whole story if I said the evening was just about food, though, it was so much more: the night included impromptu ballroom dance lessons and we were also serenaded by musicians on the guitar, violin, and Irish drums. I shot a bit of video, but the backlighting from the kitchen made the video completely dark. It would’ve been fine had it been silhouetted properly, but I uploaded a few clips, anyway… I put in a request for Jewish folk music, and Tatsu obliged me with this number:
Part 1:
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Part 4:
As for naming the dinner “Erotika”, I point my finger squarely at Lisa, who gets these fanciful ideas sometimes for dinner themes. She likes to get costumed and we like to eat, so any excuse will do. In fact, she’s got a hankering now for an “Avatar“-themed dinner party, but she can’t convince the chefs to make blue food. Fancy that.
I’ve got 57 photos from Sunday night, but only 22 photos and 4 videos are fully public (the rest can only be viewed by my Flickr contacts). The album is best viewed as a [slideshow] or [thumbnails] or in the Pictobrowser below:
I arrived home after midnight from the wedding bearing cake. A huge piece of wedding cake with — get this — peanut butter! The top two layers were Ferrero Rocher (yum yum) and the bottom layer was flavoured with peanut butter, something I’ve never had before. Although I was full from dinner I made some room for cake. There’s always space for (more) dessert!
OOF, I’m beat. That was a wedding to remember — I was quite taken with the orthodox ceremony. I’ve downloaded all the photos and finished backing them up, and now I will sleep the sleep of the dead. I’ve got a “themed” dinner tomorrow, and all I want to do before then is vegetate.
Video for today: I’m on a Bill Cosby run. Here’s his comedy segment called “chocolate cake for breakfast”
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