Welcome back to the real world, friends. The weekend went by much too quickly, we think, but the extra hour of sleep wasn’t too shabby.
We did our best to squeeze in as many adventures as possible (think: strolling through markets, going out with friends and leisurely brunches). One of the highlights, for sure, was the Friday evening dinner I had at Piq Niq with my friend, the stunning and extremely talented brow-shaping pro, Mandy. (She works out of Shear Attitude on 17th, if your brows are in need of a good ass-whoopin’.)
I’d been to Beat Niq Jazz and Social Club before, the wicked jazz club that’s directly beneath Piq Niq, but I’d never eaten upstairs.
I’m so glad we rectified that situation on Friday night, because the food was incredible. We started with brie- and truffle-covered asparagus. Then, we ate seafood; Mandy had halibut and I had scallops. They were fantastic, and the best part was they were sitting atop a lamb couscous ragout that makes my mouth water just thinking about it.
I was ready to call it quits at that point, but our waiter wasn’t willing to let us leave just yet. Correction: he wasn’t willing to let Mandy leave just yet, for the man was bewitched with her.
He convinced us to order dessert, a Bernard Callebaut chocolate terrine. Oh. My.
I love chocolate and certainly eat enough of it to know that, on the scale of one to 10, this dessert packs a solid 16.
Having finished our wine, a dessert wine and nearly every morsel of food that crossed paths with our mouths, we finally threw in the towel.
It was an amazing meal. (I mean, just look at how happy we are. And how many glasses of wine are on the table. Wow.) We’ll be back another time, you enamored waiter, you. Don’t fret. You’ll see her again.