On Tuesday night we joined friends of ours for a dinner at CityZen. Our friends are practically regulars so once a year, on Bart’s birthday, we all go and sit at the chef’s table by the kitchen and indulge in culinary decadence the likes of which one’s stomach can only manage once every 365 days. It’s fancy pants. For the occasion, I decided to cash in a certificate for a free eyebrow wax and make-up application by Erwin Gomez of The Erwin Gomez Salon. He was very kind to me, separating my brows into two and spackling concealer under my eyes. He even gave me fake lashes.
While at the CityZen VIP table I tried to blend, wearing my new vintage mink stole ($25 on eBay, baby!) and Liza lashes but I could not. I snapped pictures of every dish, overwhelmed by their delicate beauty. I won’t post them all here, (go to Flickr for some of that) but I will share, for the foodies out there, that if you are in DC, and want to really dine, CityZen is the place for you. We had seven courses that were preceded by two amuse-bouches. Everything paired with beautiful wines and described best in terms usually reserved for humans; complex, sophisticated, elegant, rich. The tastes in each dish were so amazing, varied and layered, I felt like Violet Beauregard, chewing gum “MMM soup! It’s hot and creamy and now I’m getting roast beef with gravy!!!...” only it was with an olive oil soufflé, citrus veloute and caramelized salsify. Each portion is small, as a full serving of anything truffle-based is simply too much of a good thing, but still after 7-9 servings even the goodness becomes, “eh.” By the end of the night I was ready to wait another year.
*I want it to be noted that my husband is to blame for this spoiledness. When I got here from Wisconsin I was perfectly thrilled to eat at any place with trays or that ended in an “y’s”. (Stucky’s Denny’s, Shoney’s.) My ordering experience was less along the lines of “What pairs nicely with this?” and more like “Number 2, white, scrambled.”
Here I am in the bathroom. I've had champagne, two whites, two reds and some dessert wine that tasted like peaches. Obviously. I'm taking pictures of myself in the bathroom.
Sounds fantastic!
I just had jello for dinner.....
Looks like you'll be giving Uma a run if Greg sees this post.
Posted by: JJ Daddy Baby Momma | December 20, 2007 at 10:46 PM
Aaaaand I just drooled all over my keyboard. Damn, that sounds good. Now I know where to go the next time I hit DC!
Posted by: TwoBusy | December 21, 2007 at 09:29 AM
hubba hubba! you clean up way nicer than i did after a newborn...that sounds amazing!
merry christmas, siobhan & family!
Posted by: pnuts mama | December 22, 2007 at 01:46 PM
FUR?
Posted by: the mighty jimbo | January 03, 2008 at 10:47 PM
1) Jimbo? Omg? Haven’t heard from you in a coon’s age!
2) YES! I didn’t kill it and it died oh so long ago. It would be shame to not wear it and have that poor little mink die in vain. Also, I verified with the eBay Power Seller that it was raised as a pet and died of natural causes
Whatsmore? It has “Edith” stitched in it. Yay vintage! Yay situational ethics! I told my husband that if someone from PETA did splash me with paint it was only $25 and would be a valuable lesson. I can’t even imagine what Zuzu would have done to it were she still alive. (Attack!!)
Hope all is well!
xo
Posted by: Xdm | January 04, 2008 at 04:22 PM