My co-worker is a Yankees fan so when the Red Sox played the Yankees we bet lunch on who would win the series. After the Yankees were swept, the two teams played again two weeks later so we went double or nothing. The Yankees were swept again. I decided that double mean lunch at Jean Georges.
We suited up and hopped in a cab to Columbus circle where we entered through the doors of one the nine million buildings owned by Donald Trump (nine million might be an exaggeration). This building, however, is special because its ground floor hosts a killer restaurant called Jean Georges.
I don't think i've ever felt so out of place. Guys wore suits that could wipe out a bank account. Women were adorned with jewelry that were worth more than a house. People were having power lunches. We talked about ad networks. What silly peasants we.
The food was fantastic.
We both ordered three dishes. Tuna ribbons, goat cheese gnocchi, foie gras brulee, asparagus salad, roasted veal, and the beef tenderloin.
The tuna ribbons were delicious long strands of tuna, almost like noodles. The foie gras brulee consisted of a piece of brioche, covered with foie gras, covered with a creme brulee-esque caramalized topping. The veal was pretty good too.
Awesome.
1 Central Park W
New York, NY 10023
(my co-workers reflection is in this picture)
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