Four of us had a pretty epic meal last night, and hopefully one of the other three will remind me what some of these dishes are called, because there was a lot of wine, and it robbed me of some of my menu memory.
Dramatic sourdough! with cultured butter and pickles.
Oysters, three raw (pictured) and three cooked (not pictured)
Hiramasa, the only repeat dish from my first visit (except for the bread), with - I think - housemade ricotta. There was raw tuna, also, which was even better.
This custard-y thing with barely cooked seafood, which has a name that isn’t chawanmushi, and which I intend to marry. ETA: I have been informed that its name may be pascaline.
Two fishes, black sea bass and tile fish head. Both excellent, although the second one was kind of a lot of work. Burn calories as you eat!
And dessert. A plate of beautiful cheeses, which I unfortunately took only an un-beautiful picture of, a prickly pear (I think) gelato, and a pepper and buttermilk (I think) gelato.
The bathroom scale was not kind to me this morning!