There was really nothing about this place that I would go back for. The only good memory I have is of the young host who had a real good energy (tall young skinny kid with tattoo on the neck). The server was ok and the food being brought by cooks seemed a cute idea, The dining room at first seemed ok, not pretentious etc. Not a fan of the sommelier though.
The food on the other hand not quite to my liking. It seems to be one of those situations where the chef is more interested in his own ego then providing a delicious dining experience to his guests. Did he really think anybody would enjoy a thick piece of raw pork meat? Between our table and the next one over i was actually the only one even eating a good part of it. The first bite was intriguing, followed by the second that started to get chewy and on the third you are definitely over that hunk of raw pork meat. Don't get me wrong, I try everything and it was not my first time to eat raw pork, but please take a clue from other cultures that serve raw protein: slice it thin like carpaccio, dice it like tartare, cut it into strips of sushi. The next course was almost raw squab. WOW.
Another stand out was the cereal with grass. Seriously this culinary invention tasted exactly like your kashi cereal bar fell into a mound of freshly mowed lawn and you would keep on eating it without shaking off the grass. The rest of the eight courses I cannot even remember. I just wished I had ordered in pizza that night.
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