Last night was one of those rare nights that all us transplanted New York kids look forward to: a parent was in town, which means going out for a NICE MEAL! My dad and I choose the Spotted Pig because Anthony Bourdain likes it there and it was on a fashionable block in the West Village and I read that it served pigs ears. Which seems hip.
When there we drank: a glass of vermouth on the rocks, a bottle of some Montepulciano wine (becauze I had learned recently that Montepulciano wine is wine for the nobilty. Fancy. And this is what we ate:
1st: Devils on Horseback (prunes stuffed with apples and wrapped with bacon)
2nd: A deep fried pigs ear. (kind of melts and sticks to your teeth)
3rd: Sheep's Ricotta Gnudi with Brown Butter & Sage AND Prosciutto & Ricotta Tart with Marjoram
Oh hell yah.
And also, Bill Murray ate next to us.
So, that happened.
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