Yummy Things Minus One

Things that have made my weekend yummy:

1. Shiro Restaurant. I took The Frenchman here for his birthday and it was amazing. Easily the best fish in Los Angeles. While The Frenchman enjoyed a grilled snapper with a light tomato basil sauce, my dish was by far the tastier: black cod on pureed Japanese eggplant soaked in a sake sauce and dusted with parsley. Our appetizers were mini masterpieces, as well: quail salad for me with sesame and a buttery lemon sauce, while The Frenchman had a plate of smoked scallops each crowned with caviar or salmon roe. And the service? I’ve always thought Maison Akira had the best, but for some reason I simply liked everyone better here. Maybe it was because it seemed to be run by elegant, hip matriarchs. I can’t say exactly what it was but I loved the friendly, convivial people.

2. Iron Man. This film was mega fun if otherwise stuffed with stereotypes, product placements and a weirdly young-looking Gwyneth Paltrow (I swear she looks 22 years old in this thing). I also hated the “I’m a rich genius and the perfect woman for me is my 24/7 secretary/mother/butler.” Somehow I don’t think this would fly if it were a female superhero. Yet I let it slide in the name of comic book fun, of which there was scads and scads.

3. Rosemary’s Baby. Your jaws are going to drop on this one, but I’d never seen this film until yesterday. Swear! It’s yet another movie I somehow missed because of my many uber-Christian years. I howled with laughter at parts (particularly the black crib with the upside-down cross), shook my fist at Polanski for complicating the lives of Wiccans for the foreseeable future, and got caught up in Rosemary’s paranoia. The movie sucked me in big time. His portrayal of Rosemary’s personal life was highly problematic, though. She had a huge Catholic family and scads of female friends who would have been all in her shit FAR before all the mayhem began. He should have made her more isolated with a scattered family. I also had a problem with the sudden flip her husband makes from doting husband to evil, ambitious jackass. Maybe it was something in the cigarettes he was smoking with the old evil dude. Still, I loved it. Hail Satan!

Okay, what’s making my weekend NOT yummy are these weird foot cramps like what I used to get when I was dancing the cancan at Middlebury. I’m getting these sudden, unexpected spasms on the toppish outer edge part of my foot (not near the toes but rather somewhere on the flat part just under and north of the knobby part of my ankle). This is making me quite cranky as I hadn’t even been walking much before they started. Damn this mortal coil!

Food & Fashion & Food

Before I hit the keyboard again hard tonight, I wanted to mention that The Frenchman and I had a spectacular dinner with Faustlast night, enjoying Chef Damon’s culinary creativity. I know Faust enjoyed the foie gras dim sum but I might have actually enjoyed the brie, honey and pomegranate appetizer a wee bit more. However, everything was so fantastic, I really can’t pick a favorite part of the meal. (The “pre-dessert” was scrumptious, too: a small chocolate cup that held a demi-shot of limoncello, followed by the true dessert of chocolate mousse. Oh la la!)

I then got to try on clothing, including some vintage wear, and brought home three lovely pieces: a long-sleeved, black velvet bolero; an elegant, 1930s dusty rose house coat with a black rose pattern down the sleeve; and a 1940s-style, bada-bing bada-boom pink skirt suit that hugs my curves better than a sheet of shower water. Woof!

It was a good day to be The Me.

We just got back from dinner at Fatty’s Cafe in Eagle Rock with The Marquise and The King of the Nachoheads. Tasty menu with great presentation of the dishes. I just wish the interior had more to commend itself. The 2005 syrah we had from Australia really accented the food, although I kind of wish I’d had the lavender martini. Lavender is part of my religion. Lavender and blueberries, that is. If there is a food or beverage made of lavender or blueberries, I must try it.

And that’s all for tonight!