Park Avenue Winter - http://www.parkavenuewinter.com/winter/
A VERY pretty restaurant whose decor changes with their seasonal menu.
Last night - along with our friends Matt and Lisa - we had a delicious meal. I had been to the restaurant before when it was "Park Avenue Summer" - however I didn't eat anything. Instead, I wine bullied Jessica Brown into a bottle (or two) of Rose. Which was especially amazing because she's a tiny little thing, a new mom, and we had already HAD two bottles of wine prior to our arrival. So I barely remembered the decor. It was Yellow I think.
Anyway. This time. We ate.
I enjoyed Live Diver Scallop Sashimi with Elderflower and Grapefuit and John Dory with Black Truffles and a Brioche Crusted Poached Egg. There was some sort of Apple Pie in a Box which we ordered only because it sounded like DIck in a Box and we all thought it was funny. The box was made of white chocolate and wasnt anything do to with Justin Timberlake. Bummer. Even better was some dessert served with a cup of tiny meringues and a bastard version of a Hot Toddy. Even better than THAT was watching Matt drink it...sadly I was without camera.
LPK lovingly ordered two bottles of the Cakebread Sauvignon Blanc as reparations for the Chardonnay Reserve incident.
As great as dinner and the company was...something amazing happened right before dinner.....
After he attempted to micro mange my shoe selection (the man worries if we cannot find a cab when I'm in heels - I will go Godzilla on him and start flipping over cars and eating tourists), LPK moved on making fun of me for setting bacon on fire in the microwave (whatever, it happens, our microwave is like walking on the sun) and I just giggled knowing deep down the BMF (Bacon Microwave Fire) of 2010 was the LEAST of his worries...given the intensity of the pan fire a week or two back. I took a lot of pride in the simple fact that I knew something HE didn't know - as there was no proof of said pan fire.
Um, except for this blog.
While I sat laughing like a small child who managed to shoplift candy from the local store, LPK continued "You are basically Beavis and Butthead - HOW MANY FIRES HAVE THERE BEEN THIS MONTH?" I sweetly smiled (more with panic than anything else) and lied. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Just the BMF". Smile. Smile. Bat Eyelashes. (I don't know why I thought this would be effective over the PHONE?)
And he laughed.
So I laughed.
And he laughed. KNOWINGLY.
And I laughed, nervously.
So proud of himself, he said "You always complain I dont read what you write, babe. And today I did."
Busted, I replied, "Since when do you do what I tell you to do?"
Now it's not embarrassing enough that I have this blog...I have a husband who READS it.
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