table for four, please

april dinner at the studio...we'd say it was a grand success. we decided to keep it small this time, so we were a happy table of four. simply said, it was intimate and comfortable, making it easy to figure out with whom you were playing footsies.

as we wrote in an earlier post, we had no idea what our plan of attack would be, as far as the menu went. naturally, i felt a little on edge as a type-A person would feel, while gino shrugged his ever-easy shoulder assuring me we would find the perfect ingredients for a nice meal. and boy, was he right.

the goods and the prep


we woke up early and made our way straight to the market. gino had ideas brewing in his head the day before, surprising me with a beautifully eclectic menu. you can imagine my sigh of relief when i tossed out the confusing list i was struggling to complete. with a rough plan in mind, we went to it and collected the goods.

tellings of the fresh fare

because we knew saturday would be busy prepping for the courses, i decided to make the dessert friday night. and between you and me, it was perfect timing...a long day at work, ending with a chocolate truffle tart baking in the oven. oh, and the national playing in the background. genius.

once we got going, we got going. we had six hours to prep and not once felt the pressure from the clock. shoot, gino even had time to make kombucha. and i had time to shake it a bit to our bossa nova playlist. by the way, we've decided that bossa nova is our preferred soundtrack for all things related to food. sultry. sensual.

feasting

when our two guests arrived, we were immediately stunned/pleased by their instinctive hand-off of their cell phones. with that kind of commitment, i had a hunch it would be a great night. of course, we started off with some bubbly to set the tone, and by 7 pm, we were feasting like kings. or starved pigs. 

with a table of only four, we noticed how easy the conversation flowed. in fact, it flowed just as easy as the wine. i couldn't even tell you what we talked about because it just happened so naturally. and that's what it's all about: beautiful food, luscious wines, and pure merriment. if i could be so bold, i'd say the evening was the equivalent to sinking your teeth into the ripest, juiciest, most succulent peach imaginable. yeah, it was that good. (queue the eye-rolling from gino).

our six-hour dinner was composed of the following:

cucumber crab rolls atop an avocado-apple coulis

burrata and beet salad with dandelion and aged balsamic

roasted mushroom soup with goat cheese crostini

saffron shrimp risotto with a fennel-scallion salad

chocolate truffle tart

happy belated birthday, brent!

in the end, this dinner accomplished a handful of things. it turned beet non-believers into beet lovers; it turned dessert skeptics into chocoholics; it proved to people that, yes, you really can eat that much food; and it brought out the lightest in us (if i'm not mistaken, gino gave our guests a glimpse of his nipple. classy man, i tell you). 

we learned that a table of four can be just as lively as a table of six or eight. it all just depends on what we make of it. 

note: for the recipe to the saffron shrimp risotto, click here . and for the chocolate truffle tart recipe, click here