But little does this past history matter now. The people I drank and caroused around with at that time now have different entertainments, as do I. But every now and again I have the desire to eat at Chez Panisse. Usually we go there in December near or on my birthday for a Monday night dinner downstairs. Or occasionally for an anniversary lunch if we're around at the end of the year. But last Saturday I took my wife and two friends who had never been to Chez Panisse for lunch and was incredibly impressed.
I've only photographed my entree and dessert, but these pictures should tell the story:
Halibut with buerre blanc et legumes
Then dessert: a bittersweet mousse au chocolat
The appetizers were great; the Acme upstairs bread was super; the wine exquisite; the service and timing were perfect, and the company great. It was like falling in love all over again. Again.