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  1. Clicky to see the view from the other side.

    (edit: (again!).  bad link, thanks shogun)

    To which I say, emphatically, Whatever.

    I can understand someone's frustrations at having their disability questioned (you might not believe some of the nasty looks I got when I had a back spasm and had to temporarily use a [non-medical-looking] cane), but I honestly can't see how it would be that much of a trial for this particular man to walk from the entrance of the restaurant to a seat.

    Surely these folks don't ride their Segways throughout their homes? Please feel free to flame me if I'm wrong.

    In addition, this topic did not begin as an attack of any kind on all Segwayists. It was surprise at the assumption made by the rider that it would be fine and dandy to just ride right on in. I think the point made earlier is valid -- just ASK and ye shall receive. Nadya -- and Bis -- would have been more than happy to make arrangements given notice -- or to let the gentleman know in advance that there was not room for such a device to maneuver appropriately, if that was the case. The key here -- as for ANY special request -- is prior communication.

    Finally, it does not appear that her assumption of the health of the gentleman was incorrect -- there is mention of him dismounting and wheeling it around to find a place to leave it. This does not sound to me like someone who needs a Segway for basic mobility.

  2. I think the key is to do it discretely -- if done well, nobody will notice (or at least not to distraction). I think the point here is that there were "fellas" (and others) looking -- meaning the activity was obvious enough to distract them from their food and their dining companions. If for whatever reason it's a production (e.g., having to hike your dress up [!]), then I'm sure that many or most restaurants would be happy to help you find a less distracting solution.

  3. Are these Tex-Mex tamales or Salvadoran?  I've been looking for a outlet for GOOD Tex-Mex tamales for quite a while.  And finding them in Alexandria is a huge bonus.  My neighbor brings them to us from Austin a couple of times a year and it's a great treat.

    I wish I could tell you -- what's the difference? These are sweet corn, with pieces of corn in them, served with the white cream of which I should know the name by now...

  4. Our evening in the Tasting Room was an unmitigated parental hit! First, the servers remembered us from our previous appearances (I'm hoping that's a good thing!) and asked how we were doing, when we're getting married (we held our engagement dinner there), etc. -- VERY warm and welcoming. It felt like coming home :lol: We started with hors d'oeuvres -- a miniturrine with cod with cream and butter and garlic (wow -- rich and very hot [temperature-wise] and just perfect), a fried mushroom presentation that knocked my socks off, and one of our favorites, the deviled quails egg on brioche with caviar. A trio of perfection! Then we had a gift from the chef (Thanks, Cathal!) -- a winter squash veloute that I just fell head over heels for. I was threatening to go steal the pot from the kitchen -- it was amazing. Rich and hot and perfectly flavored, it was one of the best things I may have ever eaten! For starters, my dad got the boudin noir -- he said that Eve is the sort of place that if you're not sure about something (e.g., tripe, sweetbreads, etc.), you should try it here, because you'll never find it nicer anywhere else. At any rate, he said it was very good -- no regrets! My mom had the lobster creme brulee and loved every bite -- even the baby fennel, about which she had reservations when ordering. Craig had the foie gras en croute and was too busy savoring to talk much about it. I had the parsnip tartlet with 100-year-old balsamic vinegar. I enjoyed it, but if I had to choose again, I probably would have gone with the lobster. The tartlet was pleasant but not -- to me -- exciting.

    Three of us had the gnocchi for the next course -- astounding. The gnocchi themselves were not at fluffy as, say, the lemon version Cathal paired earlier with the butter-poached lobster, but the leeks, I think they were, were transcendent, and the shaved black truffle was a real treat. The scent of this dish alone was a beautiful, beautiful thing :) The nongnocchian got something that I'm not remembering right now B) I'll update this post if I remember...

    For the "main," three of us got the venison, and my mom got the goose -- she'd never had Christmas goose before. She liked it very much, but I think she wasn't expecting, for whatever reason, for it to be so much like duck. She cleaned her plate, though, and was smiling the whole time. The venison was fabulous. It was perfectly cooked, and the accompaniment (drawing a blank, unfortunately) was divine -- the Roquefort was an amazing touch, and even I, who am not a big fan of blue cheese, thought it was a highlight of the dish. It was perfect with the venison. Mom's foie gras brussels sprouts were a real hit with her -- unfortunately, none were shared! :)

    We decided, there being four of us, to get the entire cheese plate. It was a lovely selection, and I think my mom in particular was surprised by some of the ones she liked. She in particular enjoyed the Shropshire blue. I loved the Dutch-Irish cheese, and the brie de meaux disappeared rather quickly. The Roquefort was also enjoyed. They were out of the Ewe 4 O, but they gave us larger slices of the eleven (!) cheeses they did have. Unfortunately, we were unable to finish all the cheese, but the delicious bread, quince paste, fig with almonds, and, of course, cardamom-soaked apricots, somehow disappeared...

    Another gift from the chef followed -- orange custard with a slice of shortbread. I do not generally like oranges -- childhood trauma :o -- but I devoured every scrap of this custard. Yum.

    For dessert, we all had different selections. My mom got the warm spice cake with quince. She says that it was nice -- though perhaps not her favorite course. Dad had the pineapple upside-down cake with coconut ice cream -- wonderful. Craig had the tangerine tartlet, and I bowed to my deepest desires and got the birthday cake -- which now comes in a little individual cake! It was charming :) And rich! Lots of frosting...

    We saw the chocolate souffles being prepared at the table next to us -- terribly tempting! They poke a little hole in the souffle and pour some type of cream sauce in...definitely a choice for next time.

    Finally, when we could pretty much eat no more, there was a little selection of cookies. You'll understand how sated we were when I tell you that neither I nor my mother could finish the final chocolate truffle...sigh...

    Todd was his charming self -- shoe trouble notwithstanding -- and brought us a very, very pleasing bottle of pinot noir. I didn't get close enough to the bottle to photograph it, so it's lost to the sands of time (and my bad memory), but it was...perfect. He also brought a Taille...something -- a dessert wine similar to a port -- for my dad and Craig. It was very, very nice -- Craig detected some currants, and it was perfectly suited to what we were devouring.

    We tottered home, sated, happy, and with wonderful memories, at about midnight (!).

    It may sound cheesy, but once again, Eve gave us a meal with exquisite food, personable yet professional service, wines to make you happy, and memories to cherish :)

    The end.

  5. I wrote OpenTable with a suggestion but received no reply -- I think they should make a cell-friendly page (like Yahoo! and Google and Mapquest, etc., do). I know that I can access the OT main page on my phone, but for some reason, it's a pretty challenging process to actually DO anything on it. I would love to be able to log on when, say, we're on out way back into town after running errands.

  6. We took my parents there on Tuesday night -- they came from Manhattan by train -- and had a wonderful meal. Ferhat was a perfect host -- thanks!!! -- and the food was, of course, divine. My mom has had an aversion to scallops since being force-fed frozen, breaded "scallops" as a child, but she was willing and able to taste my dad's dish of them and said that they'd (almost) completely banished her deep-seated distaste for them! My dad and I also both had the squash soup...wow. It tasted to me like it had some rich, cheddary cheese in it; Tripewriter said it tasted bacony to him. Either way, it was rich and creamy and everything you dream of in a Corduroy soup :)

    For mains, my mom had the lamb medium rare and said it was delicious. My dad had the scallops, as mentioned. I had the baby chicken -- soooooooo good! Tender, crispy, buttery, delicious. Tripewriter had the ballotin -- the stuffed chicken leg -- and I believe thought it was lovely.

    Ferhat brought us some sorbets and ice creams as palate cleansers before dessert -- concord grape sorbet and ginger ice cream. The sorbet was definitely grapey -- but you could tell that it was the real deal! And the ice cream was creamy and gingery -- my mom's favorite!

    For dessert, even though at this point we were rather full, we split two sabayons...as good as ever! And, being rich but light(er) and creamy, the perfect end to a lovely meal.

    Thanks to Chef Power and Ferhat for a great introduction to DC dining for my parents and for another memorable meal for Tripewriter and myself. You guys ROCK!

  7. I think that one reason there's probably a correlation between apartment living and eating out is that apartment dwellers don't have a $1,000,000 mortgage hanging over their heads...therefore, the distant suburbs are probably full of people who couldn't afford places closer in but who bought where they could, and thus don't have the dosh to eat out as much as someone who's renting for far less either in the city or pretty close. I'm not sure it's fair to correlate whether or not people care about food with how close they are to the urban center. My opinion is that where people live is largely dictated by their location in life -- so people in the suburbs generally have larger families, more need of savings (retirement, college funds) plans, larger outlay (mortgage, insurance, repairs), and less openly disposable income.

    Just a thought!

    (ETA: curses, pushed the button too soon!)

  8. We had a wonderful night at N.B. :P Danny (echoed by the waiter) suggested some lovely courses (three-cheese risotto and butternut squash soup, followed by a trio of gelati) that didn't require chewing, and we vowed to return when my jaw was back to normal!

    The risotto was PERFECT -- creamy, but not overly thick or heavy, with a great mix of flavors and perfect texture. The soup was also lovely -- I think my dining companion got exactly one partial spoonful to taste :lol: The gelati surprised me with how much I enjoyed them -- I'm not usually partial to pistachio, but it was my favorite at this meal!

    The service was lovely -- very friendly but also professional. We saw people from all walks of life, from obvious tourists to a birthday celebration, to peoplel like us celebrating a special night out.

    The one fly in the ointment was the confusing, expensive, and slooooooow valet parking experience, but that was a very small part to a lovely evening.

  9. Any further comments on the new menu? We're heading there for our 1-Year (Before the Wedding) Anniversary on Friday and my mouth has been watering since we put in the reservation :P

    Ok, my request just got...weirder...I'm having some sort of jaw problem that means that I can't close my jaw all the way. This would be funny, but it means no serious chewing! Soft, smallish things I think should be fine, as would be things that don't need to be chewed thoroughly...just nothing you have to be able to really get a grip on! For example, my guess would be gnocchi, yes; spaghetti, no. :lol: Any recommendations?

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