“ Nothing I have eaten or heard of being eaten here prepared me for the arrival of the veal kidneys en brochette. Somehow the heat had welded them together into a gray, suppurating renal brick. It could be the result of an accident involving rat babies in a nuclear reactor. They don’t taste as nice as they sound. ”
20110413 @ 1152
— a brief excerpt (how hard to choose!) from the the best restaurant review I’ve ever read
