As will be seen very quickly, my take on the dinner differed in degree from Ron’s. I think, in the event, he and I were closer than it sounds, but I stand by what I say here.From the L2O website: “Kaiseki honors Japan’s most revered culinary art where the finest of seasonal ingredients harmonize in taste, texture, appearance and color.” L2O goes to elaborate lengths to create (and market) an atmosphere and their website pays homage to honoring the Japanese tradition of kaiseki. They have created a “Tatami Room” (it’s close but not quite right and the difference affects the experience, as I’ll discuss). They have kimono-clad servers. The wine pairings include several sakes. The Japanese esthetic is proudly honored and, to a certain extent, flaunted or paraded.
The menu is, for the most part, a reasonable approximation, if not entirely authentic. The restaurant and staff work hard at maintaining the fiction and, for the most part they succeed. A point that I believe is important: they do not present the meal as Laurent Gras’s version of
kaiseki or suggest that he is merely using
kaiseki as inspiration. This is supposed to be a
kaiseki. No ifs, ands, or buts. Fair enough.
So why are they serving bread? Either it’s a
kaiseki or it’s not. Don’t misunderstand: we love their bread. It is absolutely excellent and among the best bread service in the city. But a hybrid
kaiseki is a bit like being partly pregnant.
Kaiseki does not include bread.
Neither does
kaiseki include
dashi as a course, stand-alone or otherwise.
Dashi, for those less familiar with Japanese cuisine, is stock. Not soup. Stock. Toward the end of our meal, we were given bowls of
dashi. Completely unadorned bowls of stock. To make certain that we weren’t being unfair, the Lovely Dining Companion consulted her mother who was born and raised in Japan. I think the best way to convey her reaction is...imagine the sound of laughter. Her mom asked what we were served with our courses. We told her bread. Imagine the sound of laughter.
Nothing in the website or elsewhere suggests that this is
kaiseki “style” (whatever that might be). Nothing suggests that Gras has used
kaiseki as an inspiration for his own riff. Everything suggests real, honest-to-God
kaiseki. Why did the restaurant invest a fortune in a beautiful (if remarkably sterile) room, complete with solid (as opposed to translucent)
shoji and an exquisite yellow cedar table? Why use kimono-clad servers? Why set the table with
hashi (chopsticks) alone? Why, in brief, call it
kaiseki if you’re only going to honor those aspects of
kaiseki that you choose to?
Kaiseki; not hemi-demi-semi-
kaiseki.
Joined by ronnie_suburban and his charming wife, the Lovely Dining Companion and I reserved the Tatami Room last weekend to celebrate (albeit belatedly) our anniversary. We had eaten at L2O previously and very much enjoyed our meal. So we decided that the time had come to try out a Laurent Gras
kaiseki. Some thoughts:
Room: should have added; instead, it subtracted. Because the shoji “screens” are almost all solid wood (for presumably practical reasons) and because the light is minimal (if functional), it felt very much like being packed into a box (albeit a box with comfortable leather seats). Since the room remained completely closed except when courses were delivered or cleared, the air soon became stagnant and the room too warm for comfort. Nor were there decorations of any kind, no matter how minimal. Four walls, four seats, a table, and a tatami mat floor. Japanese design might accurately be described as minimal to a Western eye. It would never be described as non-existent. Two lights recessed in the high (wooden) ceiling focused on the center of the table and, in so doing, sought to focus the evening on the food. Fair enough. But although these lights provided illumination for the food, the lighting seemed to be designed exclusively for that purpose. Ambient light was minimal. And because one wall was shared with the main dining room, outside sounds regularly intruded, eliminating any real sense of separation or peacefulness. The music was also intrusive at the outset. They quickly turned it down at our request but although it never really detracted, it never added anything to the experience, either. The room, all things considered, was vaguely claustrophobic, more than vaguely dark, not particularly relaxing and, as the evening progress, not even all that comfortable. While its design elements all contribute to the Japanese esthetic, it didn’t add up to a pleasing part of the experience. To the extent that the architect and/or the designers pleased the client, they did so at the expense of the customer.
Service: we were served and all our requests attended to by Christina. Unqualifiedly excellent is not overpraising her performance. Timing, presentation, explanations, assistance...all was all that could be sought or hoped for. She was particularly detailed in her introduction of each new wine and, unusually in my experience, had the wonderful combination of expertise and approachability. She was warm without being obsequious, efficient without hovering. In all, a genuine pleasure to have with us.
Opening: according to the website, “Freshly squeezed juices, Japanese macha and small amuse bouches begin the meal.” Um, no juice, no macha (green tea) [sic]. Drinks (as in alcohol) offered, but nothing else. Did we inquire? No. Sometimes you decide to let things take their own course and so we elected to see where our journey led.
The food: Some very nice courses. A couple of truly excellent courses. One complete puzzle. But nothing was hit out of the park. As high a level of quality and preparation as everything hit, there was, to me, ultimately something disappointing about the meal. I would have been happier to have a few misses in return for a few spectacular, knock-your-socks off, courses. Now this may be a philosophical thing: do you want a string of dishes that all come in at A- or would you prefer a couple of Cs or even Ds in return for a couple at A++. Me, I guess this meal proves to me that I fall into the latter camp. And over the course of nearly five hours, enjoyable as most dishes were, there was an almost disappointing sense of sameness. This was a case, as Ron said in another context during the dinner, of the whole adding up to less than the sum of the parts.
The quality of the fish or seafood was, in every case, superb. It’s hard to imagine fresher, higher quality items. The presentations themselves were exquisite. The attention to detail was astonishing. (I do want to make a special note of the Gras’s exceptional willingness to work with us on one highly awkward food issue: LDC cannot eat raw fish. I raised this at the time we made reservations and asked if the kitchen could accommodate that admittedly problematic issue. We understood the extraordinary nature of our request and were prepared for them to decline. They assured us they would take care of LDC and they did in wonderful fashion. Not all courses needed substitution and of those that did, the substitutions were clever and delicious. LDC was extremely pleased with her “version.”)
Herewith a listing of dishes with just a few notes (including a list of the pairings):
Szigeti, Gruner Veltliner, sekt (Austria, NV)--champagne-like, rounded, a lovely opener. I’d not known that they make this in a “sparkling” version. I think I prefer the “still” but this was a wonderful choice to go with the amuse.
(Note: the first five items were presented simultaneously and identified as the amuse.)
Oyster, sake, red wine vinegar
Fluke, frozen sake, honshimeji
The sake was, at least in my dish, more slushy-like than anything. Still, it retained a solid sake flavor and worked quite well in combination with the fluke and shimeji mushrooms. (That is a tiny, tiny rosebud on top.)
Smoked salmon coated with Earl Grey tea
Exceptionally mild salmon, very creamy texture. I didn’t find that the tea added much but, as Ron said above, probably too subtle for my palate. That’s a ginger “ice” that worked quite nicely.
Tuna, foie gras “snow”
As noted previously, a superb piece of fish. I don’t know that the snow added much of an accent. I guess I’d call it a pleasant accompaniment and leave it at that.
Escolar jamon, espelette pepper
Hakkaisan Honjozo sake (Niigata, Japan)--a dry or semi-dry sake, very slightly rich. There was very little sweetness and almost a harsh, “off” flavor that I couldn’t place. Neither of us who had it enjoyed it.
Kinmedai (“Golden Eye” snapper), caviar, ohba (a form of shiso leaf)
One of the dishes seen in Tony Bourdain’s “No Reservations” the other night. The fish was layered in discs and the ohba inserted between. The problem was eating the dish: as soon as you went for it with the chopsticks, the fish pulled apart. That’s not a terrible thing except that it made it fairly difficult to grab a portion that contained all of the elements of the composition. The dish didn’t transport me.
Moscatel seco, Botani (J. Ordonez, Spain)Sashimi, ginger, wasabi
Beautiful stuff, beautifully presented. Very enjoyable.
Ichishima, Junmai (Niigata, Japan)—really, really nice. Exceptionally smooth and silky with just a hint of sweetness.
Scallop, bergamot
I didn’t get much zip from the jalapeno and the bergamot was so subtle as to add very little. Nice little scallop, though.
Gewurztraminer, G.C. Kessler, Dom. Schlumberger (2001)—surprisingly sweet but not as full or lush as some. The lightness probably served it well and the sugar may have been meant to serve as a foil to:
Tofu, itogaki, white soy
Gras makes his own tofu. It was excellent, though tofu might not be the best choice as the centerpiece of a course. Its texture was superb—silken without being rich, smooth without overwhelming, but tofu is not noted as an ingredient bursting with flavor and so it came topped with shavings of
itogaki (salted, smoked bluefin tuna), a bit of scallion, and shiso blossoms, all resting in a pond of white soy.
Viognier, Georges Skouras (Nemea, Greece)Octopus, coconut, togarashi, soy salt
Exquisite presentation: five buttons of superbly fresh octopus arranged in a star. The octopus was “chewy” in the best possible way, a difficult-to-describe sensation to those who have never had it. The meat resists slightly before almost melting in the mouth. Coconut was an inspired choice of complement as was the olive oil. I probably associate that latter combination with Greek or Italian cooking but proved a terrific match.
Kampachi, chrimenjako (tiny little whole salted fish), pomegranate
My pictures of this dish all came out a bit fuzzy—which is perhaps an unintentional reflection of how I reacted to the dish. I didn’t find that it all came together. This was another dish that was hard to eat. Though the presentation was beautiful, I got the distinct sense as I worked at this that the kitchen may be so focused on beauty that they forget the need the diner has to actually put the pieces together and eat it. (In lieu of a picture, imagine a hunk of fish in one spot and little piles/puddles/dots of various accompaniments scattered around the large plate.)
Tomato, ebi (shrimp), parsley
Clever, attractive, and a wonderful change-of-pace. Oh, it was delicious, too. The clean acid of the tomato and the peppery freshness of the parsley were a very welcome recharge for the palate.
Hamachi (amberjack), black truffle “snow”
Huh? Exceptionally fresh fish with virtually no flavor. I’m not speaking delicate, I’m speaking virtually without flavor at all. This course puzzled all of us. A lot of fish is described as having a “mild” flavor. The mild was missing here and we were simply befuddled; the hamachi served as little more than a vehicle for a small storm of truffle snow.
Lobster, surume ika (squid), foie gras
As the picture shows, a truly beautiful presentation of complementary items in a stunningly rich broth. More than we were served would have been too much. A winner in every possible way. Now here’s the “but”: as exquisite as this dish was, I can recall a similarly rich dish featuring lobster at both Charlie Trotter’s and at (I think, but am not certain) Alinea. This is not to diminish the L2O dish in any way. Only to show that, even the best course of the evening, was at a level I have had elsewhere. It reached but did not exceed the best of what I’ve had before. As one of the best courses in a five-hour evening, it just wasn’t enough, excellent though it may have been.
Verdejo, Naiades, Bodegas Naia (Rueda, Spain 2005)Pickled honshimeji, salmon roe, grapefruit
My favorite. The spare beauty of the dish was exceeded by the absolutely pristine flavors and their unbelievable complementarity. The vinegary pickling broth and the grapefruit added astonishingly complementary acid and sour; they both added the perfect level of sweetness as well while the roe reminded us of the mineral salt of ocean. Each element was sufficiently strong to maintain its individuality while inexorably contributing to a perfect meld of flavors.
Pinot Noir, Lemelson (Willamette Valley, 2005)—I found this to be very unbalanced with alcohol taking center stage. Ron distinctly tasted fruit and liked it. It was the only wine I couldn’t finish.
Toro, green apple, olive, sudashi (lime-like citrus)
Didn’t do much for me. Perhaps I’m not a fan of the fish, or maybe I just didn’t get it. The various elements seemed a bit too eclectic and never came together for me.
Dashi
I’ve beat this topic to death. For what it’s worth, the
dashi tasted homemade and was excellent.
Broadbent Madeira, Malmsey, 10 year—nice, light, sweet, almost raisiny. A very nice complement to:
Chocolate, caramel, chocolate snow
More snow. Eating all the snow at L2O was a bit like that old saw, “ontogeny recapitulates phylogeny.” Each time it appeared it reminded us of this particularly snowy Chicago winter. Intentional? But enough with the snow already. Particularly since I found this particular snow to be almost totally flavorless. The presentation was wonderful, though, and once you cracked open the golf ball-sized chocolate ball, the caramel “pudding” was delightful.
Mignardise[no image]
I was underwhelmed. I happen to enjoy yuzu and while the flavor was present, I’m not sure that a macaroon is the right vehicle.
Wine pairings: Disappointing overall. Perhaps Chantal Pabros, L2O’s sommelier, and I approach the wine pairings from very different places. I do not expect every selection and every pair to be a winner. Indeed, I expect a couple to be flat-out disagreements. But I do not expect that not a single wine will wow me. I do not expect that not a single pairing will impress me. With the exception of the Ichishima sake, there were no real standouts. I liked the gruner veltliner quite a bit. The Malmsey was fine, though perhaps not my “style” of dessert wine. The rest were neither bad (except the Pinot) nor noteworthy.
Dessert: From their website: “...followed by sweet and savory dishes, raw and poached fruits and specialty desserts.” Their plural, not mine. As noted, excellent. But we got at least two desserts (plus two “courses” of mignardises when we ate in the dining room and spent half of what we spent this night.) More to the point, the only Japanese connection was the yuzu in the mignardise. No one is asking the staff to pound rice to make
mochi daily. But Japanese cuisine offers a range of options and flavors and textures to draw from. We not only would have liked, but would have appreciated something more closely tied to Japan. Somehow chocolate (much as we love it) seemed a bow to American tastes and predilections, a turning of one’s back, as it were, to Japanese ingredients.
Confusion: The keepsake menu we were given to take home lists seventeen items, plus one dessert plus mignardise. Christina presented the first five dishes listed on that menu at the same time told us that they were, collectively, the amuse. I specifically remember thinking: “Wow! All of this is the amuse? How will I ever make it through fourteen courses?” (I say fourteen because the confirmation sheet I received from L2O specified fourteen courses.) Following the amuse, we received twelve courses plus one dessert plus one mignardise. All for $225 (plus $90 for the wine pairings). The twelve course tasting meal in the main dining room costs $165. So, did we pay $60 each for the privilege of sitting alone?
Perhaps, LDC suggested, our courses featured items that are not served in the main dining room. No, not really. Specific preparations or combinations might differ, some might be available singly, some as part of a tasting menu, but as near as I can tell, we didn’t receive anything that is not available in the main dining room. So I’m stuck here. The only conclusion I can draw is that we were charged an additional $240 for the room. Ouch! An extra charge is fine, given the semi-seclusion and special attention. But $240 strikes me as exorbitant and I’m feeling slightly cheated about now. It doesn’t help to note, too, that coffee after dinner is not included. That’s right: the bill added another $10.50 for one coffee and one double espresso. Apparently $225 isn’t quite enough to allow them to absorb the cost of the coffee as well.
I’m left feeling very conflicted. We had a wonderful time, but that was due as much to excellent company as to the food/experience. The food was mostly excellent, but with an off-putting room, unfortunate wine pairings, and an immense bill (over $1500 for four people including only two wine pairings), I just wasn’t real happy. Will we return to L2O? Probably. But we’ll be staying in the main dining room, that much is certain.
(Edited to add a [sic] and three pictures.)
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