One of my gal pals, Emma, is having a birthday bash this weekend at a VERY swanky restaurant.
Since I’ve never been I decided to check out their menu online… dude. Here’s just a couple things from the Small Plates menu:
Grilled Cardoncello Mushroom, Garlic Toast, Arugula, Grated Yolk $8
Chicken Liver Mousse, Pumpernickel, Pickled Egg $9
Raw Brussel Sprout Salad, Golden Raisins, Angostura Vinaigrette, Crispy Pig Ears $11
I quickly posted on Emma’s Facebook birthday event page to discuss my concerns.
Me: $9 for A pickled egg!?!?… this better be the worlds GREATEST pickled egg ever!!
Emma: Well to be fair it is technically an entire chicken so $9 for a pickled chicken doesn’t seem so bad now does it?
Me: DUDE!!!! There’s a chicken IN the egg…. *glarp*…. sounds delightful
Ashley: There’s an entire chicken in the egg?! That doesn’t seem sanitary.
Emma: Obviously your parents never had the sex talk with you.
Me: THERE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE CHICKENS IN THE SEX TALK!?!?!
Ashley: It was the most uncomfortable 4 minutes of my life … Oh wait you mean the talk …
Me: … dude.
Susan: I love you people.
Ya, this is definitly going to be an interesting evening…