And so, when Ken told me and my truffle-loving dining partner that we had just set a new record for highest per capita truffle consumption in a single meal at La Toque, we could not believe it. Until we went back through the photographic evidence of our gluttonous rampage.
A proud moment, indeed. |
Next, we dove into a course of soft-yolked eggs nestled in a raviolo with some truffle slices, which was then bathed in a "sauce" of housemade truffle butter (some of which turned up again later in the meal, spread on the toast accompanying our truffle cheese). These free-range eggs came from Ken's own hens and had been stored next to black truffles for some time, so that the eggs themselves took on the truffle aroma.
Looks like pepper, doesn't it? Nope. That's all truffe. |
Departing from the scheduled Truffle Menu, we then enjoyed a special piece of salmon with parsnip puree and braised leeks. The raw salmon filet had been inlaid with black truffle slices, then slow roasted to succulence and showered with a not insignificant amount of julienned fresh truffle shavings. Key word: earthy.
View from my post at the Chef's Table. |
Ken's dayboat sea scallop with lobster sauce americaine was also truffled up to the max, with a layer of shavings actually inside the scallop, as well as lavishly strewn over the top. I really liked the surprising combination of rich tomato lobster sauce with black truffle -- umami-rich, but with enough acid to keep it bright. The scallop, for its part, was absolutely perfect.
Look at that gorgeous sear! The interior remained perfectly cooked, tender and sweet and juicy. |
And then, the dish of the night.
Parmesan chawan mushi with oxtail, yellowfoot mushrooms, and truffle soup below. And that subtle garnish on top. |
Because of the delectable wine pairings that were going on, I don't remember the exact order of the dishes that followed, but here they are:
Ravioli stuffed with seared chicken foie, and tossed in a pistou-like sauce with white beans. This is the point in the meal where we started eating the truffle shavings like potato chips. |
Boned-out chicken wing stuffed with truffled French-style farce -- but you aren't really looking at the chicken, are you? |
Here's the toast I mentioned earlier. Below that spectacular paving job is the rest of the housemade truffle butter used in the egg raviolo dish. |
And, the money shot. |
After such an indulgent and eye-popping feast, Ken sent us off with an elegant and understated truffled mascarpone cannoli with roasted hazelnuts and chocolate accents -- just the right amount of sweetness and cream. Well-played, sir.
Amazing meal- you make my mouth water!
ReplyDeleteand yet you still maintain your girlish figure!! great post! my mouth is watering!
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