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While Sunday was spent close to home, we had a pretty adventurous foodie weekend otherwise. Friday night was our big Trois Mec date, which I promised to report back on, so here's the rundown. The space is great. They took a dumpy little pizza place and turned it into a clean and sophisticated white space with an open kitchen (be warned: the sign outside is still for the pizza place, as one woman who came in looking to order a pizza discovered). It's a prix fixe menu, for which you pay in advance ($80 per person, not including wine). We also opted to pay for the extra cheese course, which was an additional nine dollars per person, and consisted of a tiny truffle grilled cheese sandwich with sweet cream ice cream. The highlight of the night was a bone marrow flan in consommé with spring peas and melted leeks. That was a truly outstanding dish. Other than that...we both felt it was kind of meh. I'm glad we got a chance to try it, and Ludo is absolutely lovely, but Chris was still hungry when we got home. I just wish they did take out so I could get the flan dish to enjoy while watching Mad Men.
Saturday our culinary adventures took us to Sqirl. If you have not been to this hole in the wall on a crappy stretch of Virgil, get yourself there immediately. Serious deliciousness is coming out of this space. The press that Sqirl has been getting is totally deserved, because the food is inventive and fantastic. I'm now obsessed with the crispy rice salad with a fried egg on top. It's crunchy and vinegary and just a party in your mouth. The only bad thing is that it's ruined me for any other brunch spot in the city, so here's hoping all my friends are willing to trek to Virgil to hang out with me.
And now back to our regularly scheduled programming of me attempting to cook edible meals while holding a small human. Sigh.
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