…I also ran into Mr. and Mrs. Harry V., MAG and TPA, ReneG.
Yes, what a great event. This registers in the top five of food related events for me. I concur with the previous posts, only my embarrassment is that I was like a kid in a candy shop and I can’t remember who made what that I snarfed down on my journey of gluttony.
I will note a couple of highlights that I did remember. Smith and Wollinsky made a fantastic tenderloin sandwich. Susan Spicer’s shrimp were not to be missed. These had to have been flown in unfrozen; the only other time I tasted shrimp that fresh has been down in the gulf. I also remembered the braised short rib over lavender and gruyere polenta…it was one of the last things I ate that I could enjoy.
Shortly before the short ribs, I had run into Your Pal Will and got the scoop on the other end of the ballroom. I tried many of his “must haves” with slightly diminished enthusiasm. It was right about that time that I also partook of North Pond’s parsley soup…what a refreshing palate cleanser. He was right, the shrimp with crimini was a strange combination, that seemed to work awfully well.
So, O.K., I can’t remember all that much, but let me point out why I thought this event lives up to my hyperbole. There were a lot of high end restaurants represented. Not that Jimmy Bannos is any slouch, but I don’t put him in the ranks of North Pond. That said, as far as I could tell, the Executive Chef from each high-end restaurant was present at each station. Alright, I am not a chef stalker. I really couldn’t tell you how many Executive Chef’s and owners were there, but let’s hit a few…Rick Bayless handed me a tostada, right next to Homaro Cantu handing out eggs and bacon stamp and cheese tubes, Susan Spicer had someone serving, but only because she was sautéing shrimp all night. etc. etc. Everywhere you turned people were popping up from the food world. I saw Alpina Singh cruising by the Wishbone etoufee station.
Yes, I would pay $100, maybe even $200 for an event like that again..although I doubt it will ever happen. Just to be able to taste that many creations from all of those creative folks, it truly was an exceptional event. I certainly would pay $100 each to have two events with half the dishes on back to back weekends. Not only were most of the A-game chefs there, many brought A-game dishes. Surprisingly, I only had one or two dishes that were ho-hum.
I believe the wine was sponsored by one of the distributors, so I shouldn’t be too vicious, but it would have been nice to pair some of the high end dishes with a couple of nicer wines. I am no wine snob, or shy away from drinking $8.00 house wines, but I am afraid that $19.95 a plate appetizers just do not go well with $9.99 bottles of Big House Red.
The only other issue that I would try to limit, would be the amount of schmoozing being done by PR folks and recruiters at the party…it was a party folks! Save the schmooze for the trade shows. There is really no need to hold up a line for ten minutes to chat up one of the workers, hand them a card if you must and then move on. Next time, you’ll get a satay skewer through your pretty little manicured hand

. These incidents were few and far between, but they were noticeable as the night wore on.
As someone else remarked, this was Taste of Chicago on steroids. It was a lovely evening, wonderful food, some great music and a good cause…that made for one tasty gumbo
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