I’m a homebody, and I like planning. The result of those two traits is that my typical outings are for food with close friends, and they are usually planned a week in advance. (My best friend from college and I once planned our Valentine’s/Galentine’s dinner…in October.)
But sometimes, you get a few delicious curveballs thrown your way.
Last Sunday was meant to be low-key. I woke up at my normal time (8:30am), ate breakfast, and went to the journal office to do some work. It wasn’t long until I got a text from S saying that she won four tickets to see John Oliver. Naturally, I had to fit that into my day.
After a few hours of being productive (and being excited), we made our way to the studio and were inundated with raisins:
After the show, we decided that dinner was in order. And that dinner was going to be centered around cheese.
We went to Murray’s Cheese Bar, which is utterly delicious and was surprisingly crowded for a Sunday night at 8pm. We sat at the bar (personally, it’s my favorite place to sit, since it’s right by all the action).
I got the grilled cheese with tomato soup. You can’t go wrong with this classic combination. The bread had the right amount of crunch, and the cheese was gooey. I moaned with each bite.
The following day (Monday), I get a text from my friend, H, asking if I wanted to join him for dinner the following night (Tuesday). H is leaving New York soon to go to the West Coast, so time was of the essence. I took him up on the dinner offer, and I decided to use that occasion to try a place that’s been on my radar for a while: The Modern.
We ate at the Bar Room, the side restaurant with an a la carte menu. H and I agreed that we’d split the entrees, because there were too many good choices. It was mind-blowing.
We started with lobster fritters — good, not amazing.
I had the duck en croute. The duck was tender to perfection. The pastry was flaky and buttery without being overpowering. The brussels sprouts were crunchy. I don’t like cooked fruits, but even the poached apple was a beautiful touch to the dish.
H got the seared scallops with butternut squash and ravioli. The scallops had no hint of chewiness, and it paired very well with the butternut squash bisque.
We ended with roasted blueberries and a frangipane tart. It came with a little pot of blueberries, so we could add as many as we saw fit. The blueberries were tart and bursting with flavor. The pastry was subdued enough to eat with the blueberries and ice cream without it being too rich. Despite the sweetness of it all, it still felt like a refreshing end to the meal.
I guess not planning a week in advance isn’t so terrible sometimes.