Happy Birthday to me! I don’t know about you, but I want to go somewhere where I’ll be treated to a lovingly prepared meal and the front of house staff will not burst into song. Last year for the big even-year event, we went to Bistro San Martin in Arlington for an intimate dinner. We enjoyed it so much that this year we brought both our mothers and had an even more special time. Read a review.
We indulged in Italian bubbly, Spanish wine and French slugs – err – escargot! In keeping with the spirit of this blog, I will report that Pacific Northwest native people apparently included banana slugs in their diet. I am filing this information away so that should dire conditions arise, I know that I could muster up some garlic and a local gastropod. To replicate the above presentation, however, I think I would have to use my aebleskiver pan as they can get to be nearly 10” long. If I ever eat a banana slug, you’ll read about it here first!