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First Great Meals of the New Year
JANUARY 16, 2015 BY REVZ@REVZ.ORG
Not even up to MLK day yet, and I’ve already had several great meals, the flagship of which featured several of these little darlings, which come 4-5 to a plate:
If you had told me a couple of years ago that grilled baby octopus would be one of my favorite dishes, I would’ve said you were crazy, yet…here we are. In fact, one of our friends was so enamored by them he ordered another round. This meal was enjoyed at one of my favorite restaurants, Trattoria Neapolis in Pasadena which is consistently excellent, but warning: one time they replaced the baby octopus with ADULT octopus…not the same. We had to send it back. Also heartily enjoyed at this particular meal was a charcuterie plate with some tasty braesola, a short rib risotto, and salted caramel budino. Outstanding…
Another great meal was had at Taylor’s Steakhouse in Koreatown. Their creamed spinach is to die for with lots of nutmeg–essentially a bechamel with fiber–and their sourdough is exceptional–better and simpler than the often baroque offerings you’ll see in restaurants of this type. But what made this meal special was not the food so much as the gathering: a post-Evensong outing with wonderful people, including choristers and featuring the director of the in-production documentary about the St. James choir, American Chorister (click to see a cool preview). Trust me, dear friends, gatherings of church folk can sometimes be a little, well, DULL, to say the least. Not so this group. A rollicking time was had by all.
But the best dinner yet had to be the small gathering at our home to inaugurate the new grill I got my husband for Christmas (actually a belated anniversary present, but who’s counting?) including friends of ours who had actually put the damn thing together for us and another couple we hadn’t seen in a while and we had some barbecued chicken and filet mignon and my husband’s PERFECT margaritas and several rounds of “Cards Against Humanity.” Nothing remarkable–just a fun evening with friends. Let me tell it to you straight: life is hard, and sooner or later, we all find ourselves crawling on our knees, gasping for air, trying to figure our way past whatever huge calamity has just smacked us upside the head. I can’t speak for everyone, but when I find myself there, it’s good times like these, these life-sustaining moments with friends, that give me the strength to get up and keep going. All meals are Eucharist when shared with friends.