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![]() So the flatbread: I spotted it on the menu right away. Bite-size morsels of duck top a crispy crust of bread, along with goat cheese, spinach, Parmesan and Italian white truffle oil. In a word: divine. To elaborate: With each bite came a burst of flavors. The tang of the goat cheese. The rich, savory balance of the duck. The ever-so-subtle hint of pungency from the truffle oil. For my entrée, I ordered the Alaskan Halibut wrapped with basil and pancetta, and served alongside the best hummus I’ve ever tasted, with a sprinkling of fava beans on top. A little dollop of mint yogurt dresses the fillet, a pomegranate glaze circles the entrée and a few crystals of cumin-infused Fleur de Sel dusts the rim of the plate. Beautiful, complex, delicious, and it took me to another place. (The Mediterranean, perhaps?) |
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