We dined at Emeril's yesterday for Christmas dinner. It was wonderful. It was worth every minute I devoted to fretting about what would be on the menu and what I would order. Seriously, it really was.
We arrived and were immediately seated. The team that took care of us was wonderful. They patiently placed napkins in our laps and then, heaven help and bless them because Jacob the wiggle worm was with us, folded and refolded our napkins each time we left the table to go to the bathroom. (Jacob goes whenever he is bored and since he is eight and not really into multi-course dinners, he was bored often.) Did I mention that they escorted us to the potty our first trips?
Bathroom breaks are not what I want to talk about, although in the grand scheme of things do seem to fit. I'll get to that later. We had an incredible meal. I can't wait to tell you all about it, but that will have to wait. You see, it was one of THOSE kinds of meals where the dishes weren't "Grandma's meatloaf" or "chicken spaghetti." No, these were "a dish of Maine lobster and North Sea scallops saute in a light butter reduction over squid ink infused angel hair pasta topped with shavings of Pecorino Romano cheese" sort of dishes. And there were three of them not counting dessert, 3 wine pairings and the coffee I indulged in with dessert. Yeah, I am seriously going to need the cell phone photo of the menu that John took. (Yeah, we really did that.)
The main things that I learned from my dining at Emeril's:
1. Each course was served with flourish and we anticipated each one. When it arrived, we savored and did not scarf, stuff our faces, or any of the other stupid things we tend to do with food. We actually slowed down and tasted and enjoyed. Cool, huh?
2. I came to a huge realization... and that is this: I don't really need an escort to the potty. Seriously, just give me some directions and if I don't figure it out eventually, I will ask again. Cooking is like that (not like a potty), I like to be given some directions and then left to my own devises to see where I end up. I enjoyed the Emeril experience (THANKS, JERRY!!!), but I am so ready to get started with our own cooking experiences to see where we end up.
Oh, and by the way to all my sweet friends, Jerry already bought a case of two of the wines we were served at Emeril's for a fraction of what we paid there. We are looking forward to sharing them with you!
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