Wednesday, May 6, 2009
The Spotted Pig
Dave and I went to The Spotted Pig last night, an excellent restaurant in Greenwich Village. It’s like a gourmet English pub, and despite the name it serves more than pork! I had a terrific celery, fennel and watercress salad with bottarga in a lemony dressing, and pan-roasted guinea fowl with morel mushrooms. Dave had ramp soup and braised rabbit with ramps. We’d seen fiddleheads on the online menu and were eager to have some, but unfortunately they weren’t available yesterday. Oh well.
(It still seems a little strange to me that people consider fiddleheads food, considering they used to grow in the swamp behind my house in Florida!)
It’s been great to spend time with Dave, because he knows so much about food. He’s shown me a lot of things I wouldn’t have known before, and taken me to places I wouldn’t have gone. I guess that’s the way dating should work when it goes well, right? I feel like I’m learning a lot, and my Progresso soup bill has already been greatly reduced!
I, meanwhile, have taken him along on at least one street-art walk, with hopefully more to come. We’re doing the AIDS Walk together on May 17, and I have a backlog of movies and restaurants of my own to share. We have great conversations. There’s a lot of city to explore!
(Photo: Wall in Dumbo, Brooklyn, April 2009)