TN: Dinner w/Daffoldils (Languedoc, Alsace, Loire, Burg, Sicily, Barsac)

I'm glad to hear that Joe has someone in his life, and glad for him also that his party was such a hit. But what a naricissistic title! ;-)

Nice sounding lineup of wines (a '94 CdR that's still vivid -- wow), but I'm a bit surprised that there was no Barolo, given my recollection of his tastes in wine.

Mark Lipton

I join in with agreement. 2,781 miles. Dee Dee

To further elaborate on the subject: While still a California Prisoner (oops, Resident) I attended a very enjoyable and worthwhile demonstration given by the cook book author, Marion Cunningham. When I spoke to her afterword, she told me of being taken to a well known expensive restaurant in La Jolla and being served "Squid with Blueberry Sauce!" We were both horrified at the combination.

Later, I related the incident to the wife of a good friend and her response was "What's wrong with that?" (I sincerely doubt if that lady has ever eaten Squid in her lifetime.)

Godzilla

Sure, but don't you think that every cooking trend (indeed, every artistic movement) ends up in bad caricatures of itself when untalented or uninspired chefs/musicians/artists aspire to the heights achieved by the true maestros? Witness the various insults to eating being perpetrated by so-called purveyors of "molecular gastronomy," though I have no doubt that I'd greatly enjoy a meal at Alinea or Moto in Chicago, The Fat Duck or even -- dare I say it? -- at El Bulli. 'Twas ever thus, I say. On a more personal note, the punk rock that was shocking in 1975 is now a clichéd fashion statement, nothing more.

Mark Lipton

I second your illustrative comments. :-)

Godzilla