As you may recall, recently Miss Dish condemned the act of New Year's nostalgia
as a big waste of energy. Go forward, she said. Well, that was before her big dream.
Yes, last night Miss Dish had a beautiful luscious sleep complemented by a
whimsical theater full of food. As she slept, a parade of all the favorite things
she ate during 2000 danced before her.
First there was the light and crispy sesame beef from Sungari, a newish
Chinese restaurant downtown. Never before had she met a fried meat dish that
was so delicate
it evaporated in her mouth. And in her dream, it did the cancan better than
a Rockette. The breakdancing muffuletta from Crowsenberg's Half & Half
kept it on 'till the break of dawn.
Right behind came the twirling gnocchi, those little potato dumplings that
Kenny Giambalvo creates so magically at Bluehour. If you make these things
wrong, they come out like little stones; the Bluehour variety waltzes.
Matzo balls from Mother's Bistro did a little bump and grind on a stage
of chopped liver.
Then, in a flurry, pappardelle from Pazzo, Thai mussels from Saucebox,
yucca from Pambiche and fried chickpeas from Southpark
square danced. Oh, what a sight!
It was all broken up by a big boisterous carrot cake from Little Wing
that slam danced with the others against their will. In bounced a steak from
El Gaucho to break it up. Then the beef danced with some sexy pork ribs
from Yam-Yams. How cute is that?
To make things even more hallucinogenic, the two English muffin halves from
Milo's City Cafe's gorgeous Eggs Benedict started making out until their
yolks popped. Some cheesesteaks from New York Richie's were googling
and making a fuss.
Luckily, seven courses from Couvron glided in and added an air of propriety
to the whole mess; everything calmed down. It was then that Miss Dish was awakened
by a burning sensation in her lower abdomen. She crawled out of bed, retrieved
a Pepto-Bismol tablet and snuggled back under the covers.
Ah, to sleep, perchance to dream.
