So, I left studio early and set up my hammock and sat outside. I was having a fine and dandy time, drifting in the breeze, when my roommate texted me, asking if I wanted to go to the Palisades for dinner.
uhDUH.
So Ryan and I hopped in his jeep and drove down 460. The theme tonight was Australia, and their menu looked divine.
I was eyeballing that meat pie HARD.
SO EXCITED
The Petite Sirah smelled and tasted very woody and hearty. I picked up on jammy, fruit leathery notes as well, but it was more tannic and herbaceous. I did pick up a hint of moroccan mint tea as well.
The Shiraz was fruitier than the Sirah, and the texture on my tongue reminded me of a citrus peel that's been left out to dry on the counter. The plum and berry notes were huge, and there was a nice spicy pepper-ness on the mid palate that lingered.
The Riesling caught me off guard- it was rather effervescent, and tasted slightly of whipped cream. It was very green leafy though, like the oak leaf canopy of my backyard. I imagined chomping down on those leaves when I tried this wine.
Left to right: Petite Sirah, Shiraz, Riesling
A decimated plate
Oh GOD, we started eating before photographing!
What terrible food Instagrammers we would be.
I will say, the pie got tiring towards the end. I almost left half of it on the plate (but then I thought, why would I waste such a great piece of food and took one for the team). I'm glad all of the portions were small, or else I wouldn't have been able to finish my plate.
The meal was awesome. Our waitress even brought us a ham and pineapple appetizer during our wait for the main courses. I would love to go back to the Palisades and do this again!
Refill, please!
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