Saturday night my mom’s friend very kindly invited a group of us out to celebrate my graduation. We ventured downtown to Prune, not the dried fruit that relaxes the anal sphincter muscles, but the famed eatery of Chef Gabrielle Hamilton.
The appetizers included moules (which I did not sample given my mollusk allergy)
For my entree I selected the minestra verde
This dish was the sole flop of the evening. Though there wasn’t anything wrong with it per se, it was just rather boring. The sauce tasted merely of butter and little else. At least I can now say I sampled a fiddlehead fern!
Side dish of buttered peas:
Cherries with the bill and a complimentary glass of moscato:
I really cannot thank my mom’s friend enough for taking us out. She is not only extremely successful and intelligent, but very kind as well. I hope I can be half as successful as her one day!
After dessert we jettisoned over to the happiest place on earth: The Big Gay Ice Cream Store.
Thank you to my mom’s friend again for a wonderful evening!