Friday’s dinner deserves it’s own post.
I don’t think there are words nearly adequate enough to describe the night I had. Not only was the company delightful, but the meal – OMG – I could go on about it for hours (which I did, much to Kyle’s delight). Just looking at the pictures now, I am having flashbacks with a Pavlovian type response.
I met up with the one and only Miss VeggieGirl on Friday night too excited for words…her pimpa$$ hotel was within walking distance of PURE so we ended up only moderately drenched upon arrival. At least I had a functional umbrella, which is more than SOME people could say. Sorry VG!
I am embarrassed to say how close this place is to where I work (5 minutes walking distance). I feel like a pathetic excuse for a foodie (and vegan in general) as it has been on my to-do list since I moved to NYC (which was well over a year ago…). Blogger fail.
Anyways, the inside of the restaurant is small but not cluttered (understated elegance if you will), and upon arrival we were greeted politely and seated promptly…almost as if they knew us (oh, wait…they did!). Apparently, this was VG’s 4th night in a row dining at Pure Food and Wine. I’m pretty sure she is single handedly keeping the place in business (not that they need the help). Creature of habit much? Now THAT is something I can relate to – hey, if it aint broke…?
*As I was soon to discover for myself, dining at Pure is more than worth the repetition.
I’d obviously checked out the menu online beforehand. Who doesn’t do this? But ultimately, I knew I should leave my order in the hands of the expert. Four days in a row gives you that status, I should think.
I went with the Lasagna. Classic.
It’s what they are famous for after all.
Hello loverrrrr. A few words that came to mind: Mouth watering. Savory. Rich. Authentic Italian.
All I could think was "How is this not cheese?" and "Am I in Italy?"
The dish was playing tricks on my taste buds.
The combination of the fresh tomato, zucchini and pesto were amazing – and don’t even get me started on the macadamia nut "cheese." I couldn’t believe it.
VG ordered two dishes, both of which she was kind enough to share a bite.
First off was the sushi.
Question: Since when does a nut/jicima combo taste like rice?
Answer: Since Pure invented it.
The second dish she got was a seaweed salad.
It was…how shall I phrase this…a bit odd. It took a few bites for her to place why the flavor was familiar. Then, in a true "A-ha" moment, she declared Ruffles Sour Cream & Onion potato chips!! Ummm…sure?
Naturally, with a claim like that I had to try it for myself. Sure enough, she was right!!! It was exactly like sour cream and onion. How bizarre. How bizarre.
Once our dinner plates were clean, we moved on to the dessert menu. Again, I deferred to the expert. Although chocolate is usually my post-dinner go to, I was in the mood for something fruity and cake-y (and pink) – oh my!
Strawberry shortcake! Heaven. I wanted this dessert to never end. I savored each bite more than the last. It was rich without being overly decadent, and the perfect combo of sweet and tart. The shortcake layers were creamy and yet cake-like at the same time. The sauce on the left accented the cake without overpowering it, while the ice cream on the right was the cool contrast my tongue was craving. Such a treat!
VG got the mint chocolate sundae. I don’t know why the (very hot ring-less) waiter even bothered to ask for her order, since she ordered the same thing the previous 3 nights – but why mess with a good thing, right?
Now that I’ve gushed about the food, let me tell you about my date. Some of you in the blog world already know her in real life, but for those of you who don’t – she’s the exact same sweetheart you see on VGTV. She’s 100% genuine and JUST like on her blog, has a no bullsh!t attitude that a straight-shooter like myself adores! Even though we JUST met, I could have chatted the whole night away. She’s kind, thoughtful, smart and sassy. And man, does she have a passion for food. We talked about everything from our fave Larabar flavors to career paths…and I was so pleased to discover how open and easy our conversation was. It’s truly refreshing to find such people (heart you girl)!
Anyways, sappy bloggie love aside, she took my Pure virginity, and for that I’ll forever remember the night with fondness. You better believe I felt like One Lucky Duck – the Pure takeaway will soon know my face the way Starbucks’ baristas do!