This week's trip to DC may have been for work, but the real point of it was to take Brooke and Kate out to dinner. Kate, always up for such a task, compiled a long list of restaurants she's been eager to try, read the tea leaves, and chose Policy. This was a very wise decision. We had a great time catching up with each other, and we attacked a good portion of the small-plates style menu.
Kate and I proposed raw oysters, which Brooke insisted she didn't eat...until she tried one and decided to claim her share. Next was pork belly, because no one complains about bacon. When the tuna tartare came, we forgot to be civilized and dove straight in. There were green beans, because Kate (the recovered vegetarian) insisted on a vegetable, tender beef medallions, and a duck and spinach salad. For desert, we had a coffee cake with ice cream, which I barely remember because of the s'mores cheesecake. Graham cracker crust, chocolate filling, and a puddle of burnt marshmallow happiness.
But the real standout was the beet salad. It was lovely, with a swipe of green dressing, a mound of dark beets, and an airy dollop of cheese. But fancy presentation aside, the magic combination was beet, blue cheese, pistachio. This must be remembered for when beets show up in a few weeks.
What a treat it was to see two wonderful friends who share an enthusiasm for beets, and now oysters!
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