Seaspice earned my respect. When we were seated, I placed my purse and my camera bag on the floor careful to keep it out of the way. The shape of the chairs did not facilitate hanging anything from them. Almost immediately a server appeared with an elegant wrought iron floor stand for hanging shopping bags, purses, briefcases and such. While practical for everyone, I think whoever came up with this idea, is a friend to the female of the species. Already delighted with this little detail, I was psychologically predisposed to like this place. There was an instant of panic when I remembered that the food, ultimately the main factor, might not live up to expectations. Perish the thought!
Lately we've been on a roll where cocktails are concerned. Today was a good day for me again. A very good day. I had the Kiwi Elyx, a simple mixture of vodka, fresh kiwi, ginger, and lychee, of course lychee being the selling point. This made the end of summer even brighter. Fresh, sweet, and spicy in a perfect balance. John tried the blueberry sangria made with Sauvignon blanc, blueberry, and strawberry orange. I found it light and ideal for brunch, though not quite bold enough for a full meal. It would be hard for any sangria to follow our recent discovery of Chef Adrianne's masterpiece version. It was too soon.
We began with a yellow tomato gazpacho and a cheese souffle for appetizers. Every time I think of that gazpacho, I get a strong craving for it. It was light and full of flavor, and every spoonful felt like a fresh breeze to my palate. This is the perfect summer soup, and it was smartly garnished with tiny pieces of chilled cucumber and red onion. A perfect combination of flavors.
The souffle was intriguing. The texture was redolent of panna cotta and the flavor so muted, it bordered on indistinct. The panic returned until I coupled the souffle with the Parmesan cream that dressed it. Suddenly, the dish came to life. I took a moment to take some pictures, and when I came back for a second taste, John had inhaled it. I didn't even get a chance to mix it with the curious tomato jam that shared space on the plate.
I ordered the fish and chips, crispy, glistening Atlantic cod, potato ribbons, and classic tartar sauce. And by the way, I suppose 'classic' means the predictable mayonnaise, sweet pickle relish, and minced onion, but the Seaspice version is thick and seasoned to stand out. Not a drop was left in the serving cup.
I consider myself pretty savvy when it comes to food. I still have a lot to learn, but I can hold my own in a sophisticated conversation about the topic. On this day, dessert blew my mind. Simply mic-dropping sensational. Both the Mango Shortcake and the Guanajo Chocolate Cremoso brought a complexity to the table that garnered special props to the pastry chef, Jill Montiola. There were elements of molecular gastronomy in these confections which showed careful planning and a drive toward experimentation and innovation. The shortcake bites came in the company of cardamom Chantilly cream dots and mango lassi ice cream. The Cremoso was surrounded by cocoa nib crumble and seaweed snow that vanished as soon as it touched my lips leaving only a playful pop of flavor.
I had fun today. The surroundings were bright and stylish, my drink was refreshing and titillating, the food solid and flavorful, and dessert was a stimulating sensory and intellectual experience. I like to learn while I play, and I LOVE to play with my food!
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