If you want the experience, but can't pay the big bucks for dinner, try a brunch. It's as incredible, in it's own way, as the more expensive meals. Not to say that it was inexpensive, but it was well worth the money. The one annoying point was the extra charge for a basket of bread.
Ate there a couple of years ago. The pizza wasn't anything special. Maybe it's great pizza in Phoenix, but only ordinary for NY.
Well, I have to add my complaint. Even though the food was wonderful and our female waiter was very nice..... when I made the booking, the woman I spoke with insisted my husband would have to wear a coat and tie, that Blue Hill was "formal but casual" -- What does that mean? Then, the day before our reservation, she called me three times in an hour to confirm my reservation. I kept telling her "you just called me" but somehow she or the computer kept forgetting that I had just confirmed this reservation. We arrive there the next day and every man, except one was not wearing a coat and tie and the only other man was just wearing a sport jacket. All the other men were far more than casual - one was even wearing a bowling shirt. I had dressed up also. We were mortified. At least my husband was able to take off his jacket and tie but I was left dressed in a cocktail dress that I wouldn't have worn in this very casual restaurant had the woman been honest.
Then, the waitstaff decided we should both be seated on the same side looking out towards the room instead of across from each other. No other couple was seated that way.
To top off this unfortunate meal, two of the male staff decided it was appropriate to make fun of me and the way I was dressed. How do I know this? Since my mother was deaf, I learned to read lips with her. The one male staff member said to the James Carville doppelganger don't look up quickly, but the fat woman to my right in the corner is falling out of her dress. Well, I had a baby two weeks ago and yes, I had major cleavage and hadn't lost my baby weight (only celebrities lose weight that fast), but to do that in an obvious way in the middle of restaurant -- that I couldn't ignore. I will never go to that restaurant again.
Our dinner at Blue Hill practically ruined us for food everafter. It was a level of freshness, creativity, and wonderful tastes that we've never experienced before. We had mostly the same items listed above, although we had the good sense to mention that we loved butter and hen-of-the-woods mushrooms (hence a butter tasting and This Morning's Egg served with sauteed mushrooms). The wine sommelier was engaging and served us up a phenomenal 2004 Colin-Deleger Premier Cru Chassagne Montrachet. After dinner, they asked us if we would like our dessert outside, which, of course, we did. The floor show from thousands of lightning bugs on the hillside were the perfect ending to a fantastic evening.
I ate there last week and to paraphrase my muse Homer Simpson: "Mmmm... Face Bacon" The best part is, you can practically see the terror frozen into the little piglets eye holes just as you're about to chomp down on it!
It's hard to believe all these different meats come from the same wonderful, magical animal.
I love food and I especially love pizza and I’ve read several of your thoughts on pizza places around the US. Have you ever tried Buzzy’s Pizza in Niagara Falls NY? I have had pizza all around this great land of ours and so far hands down the BEST. You should try it! http://www.buzzyspizza.com/
Let's not get bogged down in debates about how to spell certain varieties of mushrooms. I think we can all agree that eating at Blue Hill at Stone Barns is a unique and delicious experience.
Cassaendra, it doesn't matter how you spell Portobello when referring to the mushroom as different distributors in the US and Europe may employ either spelling rather than the other.
Maybe you should have a drink.
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