Just exactly what can one say about a perfect meal?…read more
First off, I'm ashamed I can't remember the name of this drink. It's a variation of an Old Fashioned.
Bunny's "God of Fire."
Sorry, had stop right there and look it up.
It's double smoked Ironroot Prometheus bourbon, angostura & walnut bitters, and a toasted marshmallow.
I don't know who thought this up, but I want to kiss them.
It's a little smoky and a little sweet, but subtle. And the longer it sits, it gets almost a little creamy. Especially nibbling on the toasted marshmallow before and after.
I tried both.
Sublime, a little surreal.
I feel like I need a long night drinking just these in slow deliberation.
That might be a good hot summer night activity.
The deviled eggs? Honestly, and maybe I should be ashamed of this, I can't remember if I've ever had deviled eggs with ham in the mix. Or for that matter, with Texas caviar.
Like, what even have I been doing with my life?
The Wagyu Tartare came with house okra relish on the corner of the plate, drops of fried egg mayo, these little tiny blue flowers called Borage blossoms, that I, a grown ass man, somehow much closer to 50 than I ever planned on, just got fucking giddy about. But, I tell you what, don't you dare scoop some of that Rosewood Ranch beef tartare onto one of those in house made sumac dusted kettle chips with a dab of that okra relish, take a bite, nibble that toasted marshmallow, and then sipped the Bunny's God Of Fire, and then tell me you didn't step thru a motherfuckin' looking glass of some kind.
Softly surreal.
Comforting.
Sublime.
Also, just FYI, you don't really appreciate the okra relish until you try it by itself. There is a crispness to it that is almost etheral. And then you feel like you understand the sensory play of texture and taste a little better.
My entree was the 14oz Texas Akausi strip, with the hand cut fries, and horseradish mayo. Seasoned with high quality fine French sea salt and black pepper, pan seared in Wagyu tallow and basted with thyme, smashed garlic clove, and butter, before finishing in the oven and sitting in a container of melted Waygu tallow before resting on the cutting board and being sliced.
Read that again, slowly.
It sounds like a night in bed with Jane Mansfield.
I don't know how else to describe.
Why yes, the fries are amazing. Of course they are. Everything is amazing here. I feel silly, like I'm just on here hyping one of my favorite people and food spots, but Oh My God, have you even been here?
Everything is great.
But if I'm being honest.
For true true.
That softly medium rare Akausi with a dab of that horseradish mayo, another sip of Bunny's Fire Of God.
It's a sensuous experience.
For dessert, I got the chocolate mousse, and the homie got the First Amendment Lemon Pound Cake, which Lance McWhorter came up with in honor of Afroman winning his case against "The Man."
As if I needed anymore reason to love him.
The chocolate mousse, I'm afraid I could eat this by the tub. Like, I brought home half my steak and fries I was so full. Wouldn't have even thought about dessert had I been anywhere else. I damn near licked the bowl clean at the table like a dog.
Just embarrassing.
That glob of white stuff, are super cheesy grits. I'll post some pics of food we got to see as it was prepared later, but, I will say, yes, it was delicious. Especially on the fries.
Honestly, I think I can make a meal of the eggs and tartare alone. And Bunny's Fire Of God.
Absolutely stellar meal.
But more than that.
It's an experience.
One I highly recommend.
I'd give it a scale rating, but there's no scale for this. Not in these parts. This place is in a class all it's own.
It's another beautiful day, East Texas.
I hope you're enjoying it.
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