Aramis looked at me and we both knew the 2 nuclear missile launching keys were just turned. We have been talking about a meal at Robuchon for 2 and a half years.
One of us would always bring it up the spur of the moment and never would we both agree it was the right thing to do...
That was until last Thursday.

So we broke open the Missile Defense authorization card and read out the launch codes. Called to make the rez and alerted the Chef we were on our way.
Upon arriving, the host greeted us at the entrance and took us to the counter where we got comfortable.
Our intentions were humble at first...
But we soon warmed to the atmosphere and ordered like we hadn't eaten since 12 noon.
Here are the parade of dishes ordered. Some shared, some individual dishes. But all mouth wateringly delicious.
- Scallop Carpaccio **
- Pan Seared Diver Scallops *
- Vichyssoise **
- Sweetbreads *
- Chicken Ballotine with FG Torchon **
- Pan Seared FG **
- Quail stuffed with FG ***
- FG Burgers ***
The chef came out to chat with us a bit and we exchanged soon to be new contact information.
In addition, I also ran into George Mendes (who is about to open Aldea very soon) sitting at the bar with Stephanie Goto (designer of notable restaurants such as Corton, Buddakan, Morimoto, Jazz at Lincoln Center and now Aldea). It's funny how food nerds desperately try to sneak in one last meal from their favorite chefs before they leave.
The last time I was this saddened with a chef leaving NYC was with Dante Bocuzzi from Aureole.
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