Apparently Piedmont is the place to be in Durham. We had dinner there tonight for our six month anniversary, or "halfiversary" as you might say. Right after we sat down, D. and S. came over to say hello. Which was hilarious because we had tried to go to Piedmont with them a couple of weeks ago, but couldn't get a table. We ended up at Thai Cafe instead.
Anyway, coincidentally they decided to try Piedmont again tonight, and so did we, but they had just finished their meal when we got there. Georg and I were sitting there talking about how neat it would have been if D. and S. had gotten there a bit later, or if we had gotten there a bit earlier, and we could have eaten together. Just then, Charo was seated right next to us! And she told us she was meeting Christa for dinner! We pushed the tables together and all four had dinner together. Georg and I were slightly ahead of them -- we ordered first and got our food a few minutes earlier -- but still close enough that we could enjoy the meal together.
What nice serendipity. And the food was wonderful too. I had a minestrone, which was good but nothing to write home about, and a ravioli which was definitely something to write home about. I'll be comparing all other ravioli to it for a long time to come. Georg had mushroom bruschetta and pork belly over butternut squash. Both of which were spectacular. And we shared a dessert: olive oil cake with candied grapefruit and rosemary syrup. The cake was good, and oddly reminded me of foccacia due to the olive oil and rosemary. (Georg didn't get that association.) The sharp, tart grapefruit was a really good complement to the cake.
I definitely want to go to Piedmont again. Next time maybe Lisa and Phil will show up!
I'd be delighted!
I've only eaten there once -- Sunday brunch with my friend Sheila. The meal was perfectly fine, but from a menu that I thought was suspiciously Sunday brunch-ish (i.e., short and filled with things that looked like standards).
Do call me if you'd like to plan an outing!