The irony of writing about one of the most elaborate, delicious, and special meals of my life whilst finishing the second to last juice of my Blueprint cleanse does not escape me, but dammit, it must be done! Until last weekend, I had no way of knowing when I'd ever have the chance to dine at the world-famous Inn at Little Washington (Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds ate there only a couple months ago!), so it just feels right to share what every bite of the meal was like with my Cupcult. You were there in my heart. Well, ya know. If I had a heart. I'm like the tin man, only more gold.
Now is a good time to add that I took all of these pictures from my iPhone, as I thought it might be a bit gauche to agonize over the appropriate ISO setting in the dimly lit dining room on my DSLR. There are some nights that would be okay--this wasn't one of them. So you'll notice that the pictures are kinda dark, but hey, it's better than nothing.
Because we were celebrating our engagement, it was the rare and perfect occasion to blend classy with a little bit of slutty in my backless Zara dress with my new Chanel bag. It was also the rare and perfect occasion to eat 10 courses of James Beard award winning food with each course paired with a glass of wine.
So, here's the thing about The Inn: it's not just a meal, it's a dining EXPERIENCE. If the food is the headlining act, the waiters and sommeliers are the supporting cast that doesn't get enough stage time. I don't mean to suggest I wanted them to pull up a chair and join us (okay, maybe some of them), but each time a new plate or glass arrived at the table, the staff described it so delightfully that I've now decided I want someone to follow me around and narrate the most mundane moments of my life. For instance, the first dish on the tasting menu arrived by a waitress who explained that Chef (that'd be Patrick O'Connell) says that coming to the Inn for dinner is like seeing a show, so why not kick it off with popcorn? Popcorn COVERED in black truffle freshly shaved tableside:
The second course was this pairing of roasted red pepper soup and a cheese puff nestled on its own pedestal:
Obligatory bread shot:
Speaking of caviar, our next course was one of my favorites (though I could say that about all of them).
Our next course included lobster, which we're pretty sure Kyle is allergic to, so he made a substitution for this appetizer of incredibly thinly sliced lamb, served over pesto, with scoops of Caesar salad ice cream. Yes. Caesar. Salad. Ice. Cream. And it was wonderful:
JUST KIDDING! It's actually time for a palette cleanser. This one was pink peppercorn granita with a lemon sorbet so rich and creamy, I actually thought it was ice cream:
Here's me and Kyle being stuffed to the gills and, let's face it, a little drunk:
What's your most memorable dining experience? Have you ever been to The Inn? Do you love duck liver too???