Kris and I went out to Gino's for dinner on Friday night. Since Amy Jo introduced us to the place a couple months ago, it's become one of our favorite restaurants. It's relatively close to home, the food is good, and the booths are private.
Ostensibly our purpose was to discuss my possible transition from the box factory to stay-at-home, full-time blogging. In reality, we wanted some of Gino's hot food.
Most restaurant food is served tepid. It's warm, but either the food has been sitting under a heat lamp, or it was never truly hot in the first place. (Often both.) This isn't anything we'd ever really noticed until we found Gino's. At Gino's, the food arrives at the table piping hot. It's a revelation.
On Friday, for example, Kris ordered an Italian herb-encrusted chicken on a bed of potatoes. When she cut through the bird's crispy skin, steam poured from inside. She took a bite. She closed her eyes and sighed, "Mmmm.... this is so good, so hot." The entire meal was like that.
For my part, I had a bowl of clams and mussels in a broth of wine, butter, and fish stock. When I met Tom and Paul at Gino's in February, we'd ordered this for the three of us, and I had been shocked by how good it was. Sometimes you order an unassuming dish in a restaurant only to discover it's one of the best things you've ever eaten — this is one of those dishes. My bowl came hot, too. It was delicious.
On Saturday we attended an impromptu dinner party at Jeremy and Jennifer's. Yay! It's been more than three years since we last experienced a Gingerich dinner party — this was the best yet.
For appetizers we had:
- puff pastry with melted blue cheese
- lime-pepper dates stuffed with almonds
Next came an asparagus salad with tangerine aioli and hazelnuts. This was followed by a butternut squash ravioli with browned butter and hazelnuts. (Jeremy and Jennifer have a filbert orchard, so hazelnuts are plentiful.) The entree was rack of lamb served with green herb-butter mashed potatoes. The lamb's presentation was great: it featured three chive stalks jutting from the potatoes. The evening wound down with a cheese plate, and then a banana bread pudding with chocolate and caramel sauces.
The food was delicious. The wine was excellent. The company was delightful.
But all I can think of in retrospect is that I WANT MORE CLAMS! I've never been a huge seafood fan, but the older I get, the more I learn to appreciate its charms. (Here's a promising clam broth recipe from Giata.)