The feat is this: the two of them prepared, cooked, and plated all 150 five-course meals. No prep cooks. Just the two of them. Incredible. And it was delicious.
The menu (thanks, Liza!):
First course: Baby greens, goat cheese, soppressate salami, fresh basil with sun-dried tomato vinaigrette
Second course: Seared scallops with tomatoes, peas, and fresh oregano over rigatoni
Third course: Lean pork and spinach stuffed into a cannelloni shell covered with pecorino cream sauce
Fourth course: Red wine braised beef brisket with sauteed zucchini, eggplant and porcini mushrooms.
Fifth course: Cannolis with limoncello in the filling.
Liza demonstrates how to shake up a bottle of ketchup.
(Not really, but the gesture seemed to require a caption...!)
(Not really, but the gesture seemed to require a caption...!)
Proud father of the chef at the next table!
And then, last night, there was Joe Jackson at the Michigan Theater (click for a rave review of the show!). That guy just throws his head back and delivers the goods. Lightning-fast fingers on the keys and unbeatable energy with the songs shifting from classicalesque to jazzesque and back to poppish, but never only one of the three at a time. And the whole crowd swaying and singing along - including a very happy Barb, Sarah, and me.
And then, last night, there was Joe Jackson at the Michigan Theater (click for a rave review of the show!). That guy just throws his head back and delivers the goods. Lightning-fast fingers on the keys and unbeatable energy with the songs shifting from classicalesque to jazzesque and back to poppish, but never only one of the three at a time. And the whole crowd swaying and singing along - including a very happy Barb, Sarah, and me.