Oh phooey!

I was just in the kitchen chopping up the pecans for the coffee cake that I’m making, (because my birthday is past and I lost the 10 plus pounds and I can gain them back if I want.)  I was feeling quite pleased with myself for having managed to break the blog-jam (ahem, like log-jam but blog-jam, get it?)  And as I was going over it in my head in a smug sort of way, like “yeah that was such a big deal.  It seemed like a mountain to overcome, but you just dove in and did it!“  And while I was doing this mental pat on the back…something snagged.
Fresh.  Did you say, Fresh?

Their restaurant is not called Fresh!

“Of course it isn’t,“ I replied.  “It’s called Taste.“ 

“Well, you wrote, Fresh.“

“No, I didn’t.  Why would I do that?“

“Well you did.“

“I don’t think so.“  But I left my uncooked coffee cake sitting on the counter, half naked, and came in here, called up my blog to check…

And…eep!

I called John and Morton’s LA restaurant, Fresh, not Taste.  Embarrassing.  I guess my only justification is that all the food was so fresh and good that I changed the name by accident.  But then that implies that I didn’t find the food tasty and I did!  That’s why I took my daughter and Ken there the last time I visited LA.

And if you happen to be in LA and you go there, check out the huge picture by the bathroom that Jenny’s artist friend Paul took.  It’s my sister wearing a fabulous tight black dress and killer high heels, picking fresh pasta from the branches of a tree, because Kirk, (another one of Jenny’s friends that was at her Paris birthday party) his father used to tell him a story about how pasta grew on trees in Italy. (Or something like that.  The story was told with much frivolity and red wine and I don’t quite remember the particulars.  Just that they all were in Italy having a fabulous time and one thing lead to another and the next thing you know, they had staged the picture, and when they got home and developed it, everyone liked it so much that Morton and John blew it up and it covers the back wall of the hall at the rear of the restaurant and it looks great.)

Here is a picture of them.  Hmm.  I hope I remember how to download this…

Posted by Meg Tilly on Saturday, February 20, 2010 in