The Perks of Eating at Fancy Restaurants

Gramercy Tavern BreakfastThe Next Morning:
Coffee cake from Gramercy Tavern, enjoyed with an espresso.

One of the best things about going to fancy restaurants is the takeaway breakfast you get at the end of dinner. I’ve had sweet brioche from Daniel, lemony madeleines from Alain Ducasse, nutty granola from Eleven Madison Park, and, from last night’s meal, cinnamon-laced coffee cake from Gramercy Tavern.

The treats are always delicious, but my favorite part about them is the thoughtful implications behind them. Someone has gone out their way to spoil me. They have given thought to what I’m going to have for breakfast in the morning, and they’ve made sure that it will be a meal that is reminiscent of the impressive one I ate the night before. That is hospitality at its best.

White Truffles at Zafferano in London

Above, a waiter shaving white truffles onto a plate of creamy risotto at London’s Zafferano on October 13, 2012

Until four years ago, I had a love/hate relationship with white truffles. My father, a New York restaurateur, exposed me to them at a young age, making me travel each fall to our house upstate with a canister containing a stinking white truffle on my lap. While the fowl, rancid stench nearly killed me every time, it was the taste of the white truffle shavings over my dad’s creamy white risotto that always won me over in the long run.

This weekend, my sister hosted an intimate Continue reading “White Truffles at Zafferano in London”