We arrived around 7:15 p.m., and before I could even utter the words, “we’ll just be at the bar,” the hostess showed us directly to a table. Could this be? The chicken I’ve placed on an unattainable pedestal has been ripe for the taking all along? Curse you, OpenTable, for your deceitful ways. But curse me more, for my inability to pick up a phone, be a walk-in customer, or for that matter, eat dinner before 8 p.m.
“This is your whole-roasted chicken for two,” a server declared, presenting her to us like a prized showpiece prior to carving. She smelled like donuts, which I am aware that even as a fledging food blogger, makes no sense.
But she did.
After the presentation, we waited. And waited. And waited. “Where did she go?” we asked each other, anxiously awaiting a closer look.
“This is your whole-roasted chicken for two,” a different server declared, showcasing yet another plump chicken bursting with a bouquet of fresh herbs, smelling again of donuts.
“But we already met our chicken,” we advised, personifying what we were about to consume and confusing her.
“Oh no, this is really your chicken.”
Okay, but don’t tease us like that again.
This time, minutes later, she arrived back at our table looking nothing like her former self. We each received our own plated breast, resting solidly atop a duo of puree and grilled scallion. Underneath its cape of crispy skin sat a layer of black truffle and foie gras, blended together finely in a manner in which I didn’t know truffle from foie, but knew it was amazing. Together, these components enhanced the juicy breast without overshadowing its own natural flavor. The dark meat received the royal treatment, as well, broken up and served family style in a cast-iron pot tossed with a creamy, potato and dijon gravy, along with soft squares of brioche.
I waited nearly a year and a half to taste this dish, which was every bit as successful as I thought it would be. I would say it was worth the wait, except apparently, I didn’t need to wait as long as I did. As it turns out, the early bird gets a lot of things.