The Cure For Everything Is Salt …
… tears, sweat, and the sea. (Dinesen)
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OK, it’s not quite Fashion Week in Manhattan, but it’s plenty good. Restaurants all across the city doing tasting menus for $20.09. On Art’s recommendation (and with a little help from him in actually getting in), Rebecca and I went to O’Connell’s American Bistro. A five-course meal: risotto with guanciale, lobster with ravioli, lamb with potatoes, an aged steak, and a dessert that I skipped in favor of a flight of wines and a martini. All fantastic, and only one of the many choices we had for the evening. I’ve become a big fan of Buffalo as a result of the people I’ve worked with on my recent project with UB–wish there were more restaurant weeks timed so perfectly with onsite visits. Home, tomorrow, yay, with the hope that our late-harvest salad greens on the deck are ready to be eaten. The summer ends, but the hope of good food lasts forever.
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