Gastronomique Superb
How do I begin to explain the experience that I have just experienced at Katya Vineyards...
We were greeted immediately by father Katya (David Sokol) like we were new friends, then ushered to a perfect table decorated for the occasion with a lovely welcoming note for my birthday. A Knights Templar standing ceremoniously at the ready.
We were "catered-to" by Katya (Katherine), namesake and daughter to the restaurateurs, and her cohort Damani, soft spoken and eager to please. We shared the restaurant with other patrons, but it felt like we were their only table - that's what I mean by "catered-to", not just served.
The menu choices were mesmerizing and tantalizing. We decided on variations of the four course pre fix with the wine compliment - after all, who could possibly decide on one's birthday? My husband ordered the opposite of myself so I could taste everything...do you get the feeling I'm a foodie?
We gave Katya and Damani our orders, then Katya asked us about wine. I thought we would have what was printed on the menu, like it or not, which we were prepared to give a try for better or worse. Katya didn't make any assumptions and asked us what kind of wine we liked. Disguised as a soothsayer of wine sorts on Halloween night, she made masterful choices that I didn't even know I would like.
I might not tell you every item of every course - since Chef Tony Deras changes his menu weekly, which in itself is mind boggling - but without further ado, I'll do my best. My first course, a pear and four-cheese pasta purse - delicate and unexpected - paired with a perfect Marfil cava - tiny bubbles, not too sweet,not too dry, "just right" said Goldilocks.
For his first course, my husband ordered the fresh Burrata on a crisp lightly fried eggplant with a tomato cream - and let me tell you, this is when my pulse began to rise - I must have eaten half of my husband's appetizer....and jokingly cursed the chef knowing this eggplant appetizer was gone to me forever as we live hours away.
My second course, a freshly picked, (at least it tasted like it) baby green salad with a dressing I have never tasted the likes of - notes of citrus,not tart or acidic, and herbs well blended, never knowing where one stops or begins. If I had a lid for the dressing, that cute little decanter would have found itss way in my purse!.
My husband's second choice, a pumpkin bisque with candied bacon and just the right dashes of white truffle. Now I have to say, I always complain I dislike pumpkin -, well, well, whose got pumpkin on her face now? Would it be inappropriate to have a lipsmacking emoji?
My third course, a roasted duck on fresh egg pappardelle in pumpkin saffron cream - yeah, yeah keep you're snark to yourself. The duck accompanied by pumpkin saffron cream was flavorful and at the perfect temperature and doneness. Clearly, Chef Deras needs to make all my pumpkin dishes.
My husband had the scallops on pumpkin mascarpone ravioli for his third course. I must say, other than killing (bad choice of words?) your scallop by overcooking, I feel like you can't do tons with the flavor, but not this chef. If you close your eyes, and bite into his scallops, they are like a fine wine-a beautiful top note that I haven't tasted anywhere else, followed by meaty and tender, then straight down my craw. At this point, I'm pretty sure Chef Tony is a masterful magician, the Dumbledore type, creating secret concoctions, infusions, and creamy truffle spells.
I felt like I was having food and wine orgasms (for those more modest, squeaks and shrills) - my shreaks after the first delectable bite of every dish imbibing on each new sip of wine or champagne. I was glad we were in a small, cozy spot in the room close to live music, under the protection of the poor Knight.
For dessert, my husband indulged in the dark chocolate and roasted peanut layer cake. It didn't take Mr.Peanutbutter-Addiction any time to make his choice. I had the creme brule' cheesecake, it was subtle, airy, and creamy. My husband said it best, "It's the journey of a cheese cake, in every bite".
My only regrets... realizing that I would never be able to recreate any of these incredible dishes, not even the damn eggplant, and that I had to walk out the door and leave the magical magician Chef Tony Deras and Katya Deras, the soothsayer of wine, behind me. read more