Yesterday, though forgotten in the events of the past two weeks, was our 19th wedding anniversary. Hard to believe that 19 years ago, we promised in "sickness and in health" and now we're being tested in that arena ... whatever.
We decided though, if I were feeling up to it, we'd go out to dinner and yesterday was a good day. We tossed around a few possibilities but settled on Soho because we wanted a place with an upbeat, hip vibe, decent food and where I could indulge in a martini (oh, and by the way, a martini with a red wine chaser, works just about as well as oxycodone for killing pain).
We sat at the bar because, well, we like sitting at the bar. In no rush, we started with an item off their "specials menu" steak and chicken satay with some sort of sweet, chutney like sauce and cabbage slaw. The meat was seasoned well enough to eat solo but was real good with the sauce and slaw too. If I hadn't already ordered my before-mentioned sapphire martini, a beer would have been good at this point.
As we finished our shared appetizer, we put in our dinner orders. Now the strange thing is, I've been craving meat lately - seriously craving, but when I asked the bartender to pick between the lamb loin, the skirt steak and the fettuccine on the menu (Chris had enjoyed this a few weeks ago when he had dinner at Soho with his Dad, so I threw it into the mix), she immediately went with the fettuccine so I trusted her. Definitely a good pick. It was a sweet potato fettuccine with pulled duck confit - and it was rich and amazing. Here's the actual description from the website:
A lot of stuff going on in that dish but it hit on several cylinders though totally rich, and I couldn't eat more than a few forkfuls before I felt almost full.
Chris went with a special off the daily menu a hangar steak with gnocchi but I don't remember any more of the preparation. He asked for it rare and boy was it, but it was also seasoned well and tasty as were the gnocchi. On the side, we shared (i.e., Chris ate most of it), some of the rice truffle cakes which had a crispy outside, soft inside, and nice essence of truffle. All this got washed down with an interesting Argentinean Malbec that actually had a buttery aftertaste.
For dessert, they were out of Chris's choice, carrot cake, but had mine, the Hot Apple Galette, which was warm, oozy, and delicious. We shared it (i.e., Chris ate most of it again).
This, with two cups of coffee, came to about $160 including tip and tax. Food-wise, probably one of the best meals I've had at Soho and definitely a fun night out in a lively environment.
Sorry, no pictures, after taking that first sip of Martini I pretty much forgot everything else.