Jen and I hit indebleu on Saturday night for a sligtly more upscale dinner than usual. The food was excellent – we had the duck meatballs to start followed by the New York Strip (me) and the quail (Jenny). Jen was too full for dessert so that meant I had the very tasty l’opera dish to myself. So, only two minor gripes – first, though the wine list is long it is apparently not stocked very well, both of my choices were unavailable and so we went with a recommendation. That was served slightly too cold but was otherwise a good bottle. The other gripe (even more minor) was that the service was slightly slow and the waiter needed to get some voice projection lessons. I would still definitely recommend it, the issues were minor and the food was very good.
As for the lesson in career management – do not tell your boss you are thinking about switching to the management track from the technical track a couple of days before he goes on vacation – wait until he gets back. That way he does not gleefully (and somewhat evilly) set you up as his stand in for the duration of his vacation….
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Slighty too cold? Don’t tell me you drank a white with duck and beef? Tisk tisk.
“That was served slightly too cold but was otherwise a good bottle.”
I really hope you got the wine wrong cause you sounded like a complete (insert politically correct statement here)
@Chris: No, red wine, hence it was too cold – should have been room temperature. Never had a bottle of white that was too cold
@Caz: I am unable to parse your comment, apologies :p
You should try out my wine of choice…it never gets too cold and is perfectly insulated because of the bag/box structure it comes in.
On a more serious note…never done indebleu for dinner, but try talking to anyone there when the turn the music up at night. pretty much impossible.
what is wrong with a beer? are you trying to impress jenny? you can give up now I think, just give her chocolate from time to time and tell her she looks nice :p
(she’s going to batter me in August…)