how Foie Gras changed my life

I wish I could remember the day, it was probably raining. What I was wearing? Who was I with?(…of course I remember who I was with but that is another story, for a different kind of blog) All of those things don’t matter what does matter is I ate Foie Gras for the first time. (I was hereCicada Resturant – 700 4th Avenue East, Olympia, WA 98506-3920 (360) 753-5700)  I was being taken for breakfast, usually I go for the eggs benedict but there was something intriguing about a mushroom and onion filled crepe, topped with pan seared foie gras, topped with a sunny side up quail egg and if that wasn’t enough they threw in 2 scallops on the side. I wish I could explain to you the seasonings that were used in vivid splendor so you could almost taste it and smell it yourself, but I can’t so I will tell you about my first bite of Foie Gras. It’s like butter, and I don’t mean in a Mike Meyers, Cawffee Tawk, “it’s like buttah” kind of way, I mean I put this fatty piece of liver in my mouth and it jsut melted away, leaving behind the most amazing flavor of duck. I sat back in my chair, closed my eyes, my body relaxed, I took in a deep breath and swallowed. Up until that point, I didn’t know food could fill me up with that kind of emotion. A chuckle escaped my lips from joy. It opened the door for the Duck terrine I had the other night, full of foie gras, black truffles and pistachios at Stonewall’s Resturant 967 Reeves Avenue Riverhead, NY 11901-1402
(631) 208-3510

 

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  1. First, WELCOME to the wonderful world of wordpress blogging! Second, my ‘first time’ was with Terry Freas! She ordered it, I had a bite, and was hooked. And every time I have it since I think of her comment that night…’seared foie gras – it’s like fried butter!’

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