Sunday, June 7, 2009

C.I.A. East Coast

There are a number of restaurants that we could have reviewed before this one, but since this was a pilgrimage of sorts, I thought that we'd jump the line a little bit.

During a recent trip to the East Coast, we found ourselves drive south on the east side of the Hudson River near the village of Hyde Park, NY. Hyde Park is well known to many people as the home of President Franklin Delano Roosevelt, 33rd President of the United States. It is also home to the C.I.A.

No, not that C.I.A., the Culinary Institute of America! Susan and I have visited on several occasions, the Culinary Institute of America in the Napa Valley in California, but this is the first visit to the home office, so to speak.
CIA.jpgWe ate in the Medici restaurant, centrally located on a spectacular campus. Everyone associated with the restaurants is a soon to graduate student gaining real world experience. The unique twist is that you are advised that there will be a 15% gratuity on your bill, but that it is optional, and will go towards student programs at the Institute. Anything above and beyond goes to the server.

As expected almost everything about the place was extremely well done. I began with a ham, pea and mushroom tartlet that was excellent if a little on the cool side. Susan's salad looked like grass clipping from our lawn (as do many salads, in my opinion), but it tasted great. For entrees, Susan chose, as I knew she would, the rack of lamb. In deference to my allergies, she opted to pass on the mint jelly. That's right, I'm allergic to mint! Instead, they substituted a veal gravy that was actually a perfect compliment to the lamb.

I chose a beef shoulder that was to die for. The presentation included a squash puree that was such a great touch.

For dessert, Susan had a panne cotti, and again it was a perfect choice. While my dessert was very good, I don't think it was really as described. It was supposed to be a Brioche with rum sauce and grilled pineapple. The rum and the pineapple were both there, as was a dollop of perhaps creme anglaise, but I don't care what you call it - it was pound cake. The rum was a little over the top but still worth the effort.

After eating in Napa years ago, and having to take a second mortgage to pay for lunch, I was pleasantly surprised with the affordability of our dinner. Add in free parking and a pleasant, short walk, and I'd go back in a heartbeat.

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