At least for me. A couple of weeks ago we went to Acacia and ate at the bar (our favorite spot is the bar). While hubby indulged in a couple of craft cocktails, I was on the wagon this evening. (Sigh...)
Anyway, as I perused the menu, I decided to try something new. Keep in mind, I am not a fish fan and this was an incredibly bold step for me. I ordered the marinated white anchovies with wilted radicchio and romaine. What I had envisioned was a salad. What I received was art.
But a bit overwhelming with the multitude of little fishes. The bitterness of the radicchio with the vinaigrette and the anchovies paired very well together. Afterwards, however, I could really taste the fish. Anyone who likes fish would have drooled over this dish. And I ate every bit of it. But my flirtation with anchovies is over.
For the next course, I stuck to the small plate listing and ordered something that I knew would make me happy: Duck confit with roasted potatoes and butternut squash topped with an egg.
Oh so, so good. While I don't make this at home, I still consider it comfort food.
On this night we splurged on dessert: salted chocolate torte with chocolate ganache, carmelized banana, and brown butter ice cream.
Dreamy and delicious. The tiny addition of the salt made the sweet concoction even better. Hubby enjoyed it with a glass of tawny port.