It’s a little sick the power that show has over us. We know all the chefs, all the master chefs, have watched every season, and have even met Fabio at Cafe Firenze (it’s just a town over lucky for us).
Before heading to Sacramento for my friend’s wedding, we decided to stay a night in SF. We didn’t see the sights, we didn’t go shopping… we watched football in our room and got ready for a Top Chef religious experience.
HUBERT KELLER’S FLEUR DE LYS
Yes, we went to San Francisco for basically one reason, to eat. And good eaten it was!
For Him: Quail with a bunch of other stuff I don’t remember cause I was too excited about mine
For Me: Filet Mignon with Lobster Tail, served with a Truffle Mac and Cheese Cupcake and Beet Bites over some yummy cheese
I got an Apple Pie Tartlet with Marzipan Crisp, Chocolate Creme Brulee and Caramel Whisp, and some ridiculously good Ice Cream for dessert. TO.DIE.FOR.
Get the bill…..also to.die.for….in a different way. This may have been our one and only (hope not!) trip to Fleur de Lys, but it was worth every ridiculously expensive bite.
Dress: Anthropologie, Undershirt: Shade Clothing, Necklace: JCrew, Heels: c/o Nordstrom Rack
I just probably should have taken outfit pics before dinner. And before 11:30pm in the hotel lobby. Priorities people, priorities.