|Carmine's, N. Y. C.|
Last night, David and I had dinner with Chef Rudy Volpe, the executive-chef-in-training for the recently opened Carmine's in Washington, D. C. His daughter, Dorian, is David's and my former roommate and they both invited us for a PPX chef's dinner at Carmine's "44," where he's currently undergoing his two week training.
|view from the waiting area|
SHORTLY after we'd placed our first order, for spicy scarpariello wings, a cold antipasto was set upon the table for us to enjoy. If I can remember correctly--two kinds of cheese, marinated eggplant and zucchini, focaccia finger sandwiches, ricotta wrapped in roasted red peppers, salami and prosciutto-wrapped melon, salmon and shrimp & squid ceviche--was on the plate. Next, came our order of spicy scarpariello wings, served with blue cheese dressing and large slivers of raw fennel bulb (delicious!). The spicy wings, made simply with lemon, vinegar and chili, were perfectly cooked and delicious!
|orphaned flutes |
at Donna Karan
For our main course(s), Chef Volpe selected two kinds of pastas--penne alla vodka and pomodoro linguini. The pomodoro (which I'd never had before) was herbaceously delicious! Too stuffed for dessert--after a final, lingering chat at the table, David and I parted ways with Dorian and Chef Rudy. But none too soon, David and I continued on our perilous path of gluttony at the Donna Karan afterparty, downtown.
|dinner menu at 711 Greenwich Avenue, click to enlarge|
AFTER checking in at the door, David and I whisked right into the space at 711 Greenwich Avenue and began with two glasses of Veuve Clicquot champagne. It seems we'd arrived a bit too late for the dinner buffet, but we were already quite stuffed enough! However, there were still two different kinds of Black Hound Cakes left, which I did enjoy. While most guests were lingering on the rooftop patio (near the bar), David and I relaxed inside for a bit and watched the previously-taped runway show while the party still seemed to be warming up...
|view from the west|
However, it wasn't too long before David warmed the party up himself!
|David dancing to the tunes of the D. J. at Donna Karan|
We danced together for three or four songs worth, before parting from the party and--believe it or not--headed east to Washington Square Diner for some post-party snacks. After all, my dinner at Carmine's was my lunch!