When I jetted down to the OC this past week on a not-quite-glamorous but ever-so-practical Southwest aeroplane, I made plans to have lunch with AT, who had been eating up a storm in Los Angeles. Frazzled by my itinerary and the errands I had to run for family, I didn’t have time to think of what I was craving. So in true omakase style, I simply said, “I just want to be blown away” and left the decision up to him. Ever the consummate foodie mensch, AT came through in fine samurai form.
This delectable composition you see here was one of the dishes I had for lunch at that Los Angeles institution known as Spago. It was the first course of a five course tasting menu that was fantastically delicious.