Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Dining in Style

Hello, Dear Ones! I'd like to share with you a great experience Mr. Precious and I had recently.

You know how darling my Mr. Precious is, don't you? Well, he called me from work and told me to dress up because he was going to take me to dinner. I love to eat and if I have to dress up for it, that's okay! We jumped into the car in all of our beautifulness and drove to Houston. Mr. Precious said we're going to have a very nice dinner at a restaurant called 'Tony's'.

We pull up and all these little valets meet us and took the keys to our carriage and another one led the way to the front door. See the top photo? This is an amazing water wall that we passed through to go inside.Once inside, we're just amazed at the loveliness of the restaurant's decor! Look at the amazing art piece! It was called 'Three Graces'.

We were seated at a wonderful table and asked our waiter to snap a photo of us in all of our splendorness!
Each table was adorned with the most beautiful rose! Just look at the color. Of course Mr. Precious and I went to town on all the assorted breads!
Here is a very tiny, but very tasty appetizer - yummy shrimp with wonderfulness all over it. Isn't the little plate darling?
Mr. Precious loves lobster bisque soup and he ordered some. I tried this luscious salad made of chopped spinach, artichokes, tomatoes with a tasty vinaigrette poured on top. I am going to try to make this at home.
Entree time! Beautiful salmon for Mr. Precious and for me - a filet mignon stuffed with truffled butter. This almost melted in my mouth.
I don't have a picture of it, but the waiter insisted we try the macaroni and cheese! Somehow, that dish just didn't fit in this very innovative classy restaurant. But we are such lovelies, we agreed to try the macaroni and cheese. Let me tell you - it was to die for! This dish also had truffle oil in it. Yummy! Are you familiar with truffles? I will give you a little lesson on truffles:

Truffles are little tiny mushrooms found in France and Italy. They are considered delicacies and are very expensive and grow under the roots of certain trees. Now this is the silly part - but it's true. The smell from the truffles just set female pigs on fire. I think the scent reminds them of their Mr. Pig Preciouses. So truffle hunters train their Miss Piggies to sniff the ground and hunt for the truffles. But alas, Miss Piggy loves to eat the truffles (big profit loss) so the hunters prefer to train dogs to do the searching. So for about six months of the year hunters, piggies and dogs hike, sniff and dig their way to a nice profit.
Okay, Dears...thought some of you may have wanted to know this valuable information! ;)
I must really be getting comfortable in Blogland to tell you this...but I have a problem! You see, when I go to the ladies room in restaurants - I always take my picture in the mirror! Please tell me some of you do this too! Ahem! Well, okay!

Back to food stuff! After our meal was devoured, out came this darling little metal contraption with strawberries, blackberries and little puffs of meringue popped onto the points of the arms with a bowl of powered sugar to dip the lovelies into!
Since this was such a special evening, little fruits poked onto metal sticks would not do for Mr. Precious and myself. So we ordered a little blackberry dessert, rather like a sweet crispy muffin, topped with good ole ice cream!
As we prepared to leave Tony's, I turned around to take one last look at the 'Three Graces' and thought to myself...I'm coming back for some more of that tasty macaroni and cheese!
Hope you've enjoyed your evening with us and I'll leave you with a little
Note Song ~
Savory Truffle
You know that what you eat you are
But what is sweet now, turns so sour
We all know Ob-La-Di-Bla-Da
But can you show me, where you are?
Creme tangerine and montelimat
A ginger sling with a pineapple heart
A coffee dessert--yes you know its good news
But you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle
Yes you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle
~ George Harrison