RAVE - Wexler's

What could go wrong with cocktails at Per Diem with my good friend Gareth, followed by more cocktails and dinner at Wexler's? Well, doing this on top of a dose of flu acquired from an unsuspecting but nevertheless inescapably guilty four year old. If Nihal could read, he'd probably be offended. But he can't, so he isn't.

Despite the flu though, the Manhattans certainly helped with the sore throat, if only temporarily. And the totally gorgeous Terrine of Chicken Liver Mousse with Brioche, and Concord Grapes was intense flavor-wise. Gareth's BBQ Scotch Eggs were a delightful concoction totally different to the congealed balls of hard-boiled bar food I remember from the UK.

We both had the Wexler's Plate of Pork which was good and porky. I was in such a good mood I even had a dessert, something I rarely do. I cast diet and caution to the wind and had the Bourbon Banana Cream Pie, which I remember as a sloppy mess of banana, cream, and chocolate.

I paid for it all the next day though, with two bouts of nausea and a day nursing my flu on the couch.

It was a testament to Wexler's, and whoever made the Manhattans that the evening still got a Rave.