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So I was sure I’d been to the restaurant week Malvani dinner in 2023, and I was very confused that I couldn’t find my pictures from that. Reviewing the old thread, I see I did not go, because my hip went on one of its adventures. Stupid hip.
Now I’m extra upset that I missed this one. Although I probably don’t need to be that close to a goat leg.
We would likely have ordered other things in lieu of the goat if you were there.
As it is, we debated quite a bit before deciding to do it vs ordering other things.
there were actually at least 3 goat dishes on that menu (they must be butchering whole animals!) so we could have been less all-in on the meat definitely!
You should have goat leg! It’s good I wasn’t there, hindering your access to goat leg. ![]()
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Turns out one of the unexpected benefits of ordering the goat leg was feeling safe and secure on the F train, knowing I had access to a large goat femur should anyone look at us the wrong way. I spent the whole ride home fantasizing about hitting an attacker repeatedly about the face and head, then pulling out the Bernie Goetz line, “You don’t look so bad, here’s another.”
Finally, a meal that doubles as a weapon, Brooklyn never disappoints.
I get it. I flew home from Nevis once with a donkey femur in my carry-on. No one was gonna hijack that plane on MY watch.
Say when!
Umm … what? I want to hear that story!
Also, my own Equidae adventure in Nevis – on a walk along the beach my horse decided it needed to scratch an itch on its side. While I was riding it. Luckily the sand cushioned its weight and I was able to get my leg out from underneath. I laughed it off but had I known a possible unique souvenir was awaiting …
I was there for the wedding of two of my best friends, which was a five day affair based at the Montpelier resort. The bride was stressing about this or that, so we drove out to one of the abandoned sugar plantations and took a long walk, during which I found an old, sun-bleached donkey femur. So I took it home, as one does.
Color me impressed that you can recognize an old sun-bleached femur as donkey over, say, human.
It was an Occam’s razor thing.
Conceivable, I suppose. But very unlikely.
KIDILUM – Kerala Cuisine
Had a quick business lunch at Milos in Hudson Yards again. I have done this few times. $45 prix fixe for 3 courses. Had octopus and whole grilled Dorade this time. Really good and a bargain especially compared to what they charge at dinner time.
WESTMORELAND
A pleasant way to conclude a lovely visit to the Frick.
Delicious cocktails in pretty glasses (I had something with elderflower, rose, and gin, a happy combination), with housemade potato chips for some salt and crunch alongside.
They were sold out of their bread basket, which was a head-scratcher, but would have saved us from ourselves if we had not gotten more potato chips to compensate.
Then a Good Friday special of lobster risotto, plus chicken milanese, sweet potato gnocchi in a lovely tomato sauce, a scotch egg, and a pistachio tart to conclude.
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