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Trying out the Iron Chef


In NYC for a few days of meetings, I had a chance to try out Iron Chef Masaharu Morimoto’s NY outpost of his long-standing Philadelphia flagship restaurant. Our omasake was, simply put, amazing. The first and among the more memorable of dishes was the Tuna Tartare, unlike any I’d ever had. Minced to a fine texture on a slab-like plate, it was accompanied by osetra caviar, crème fraîche, wasabi, dashi-soy and some tiny rice puffs. With the provided spatula-like utensil, we mixed the tuna with the condiments – sublime. Next up was the whitefish carpaccio with hot oil and micro-green mitsuba leaf. Very classically Morimoto and just a perfect taste combining cool fish with the hot oil. Next was a crave-worthy dish I will not soon forget – Oyster Foie Gras. Combining a freshly steamed oyster, uni, foie gras and a very light teriyaki sauce, the dish reached the pinnacle of unctuous decadence. Only comment would be that a raw cool oyster might work even better. Next up was a very refined maki/sushi course – I’ve had similar quality and frankly forgot to take a photo of this course. This was followed by a shot-glass of a very fine tea as an intermezzo. Next up was a ‘surf-and-turf’ of lobster in a fiery chili rub with kobe steak. I’m still not a fan of kobe beef – just seems to come out gray and unappetizing many times I’ve had it. But the lobster was great. The dessert was, I think, an apricot financier with a lovely house-made ice cream. A great meal all around I will remember for a long time.

Walking the High Line


After a superb dinner at the NY outpost of Iron Chef Masaharu Morimoto, I realized we were only a block from the just-opened High Line park. It was really amazing to see this innovative park which renovated a decades-long defunct elevated railway into a park as dusk settled on Manhattan. I hope to come back soon to see it in daylight as well.

A Visit to Savannah


Yes, we experienced an early Summer as we headed down to visit my mom in mid-June. Sam’s current obsession with battles, forts and the like led us out to Fort Pulaski which I love, then my own cravings for fresh-off-the-boat seafood took us to The Crab Shack. Ah, I remember when they had all of ten tables and no kitsch. Finally, we went to the ultimate tourist attraction – The Pirate’s House. Again, influenced by Sam’s biggest fascination these days, that was a big hit. And the food was not as bad as I feared. I think that was due to the large mug (shaped like a skull, ‘natch) of Chatham Artillery Punch.