Veritas NYC

I was really looking forward to this. Everything was in place.... Selma was in town from Montreal and I havent spent time with her since May. I had 3 full days off with no professional obligations in sight (thank you Thanksgiving), and a reservation for two at Veritas. Life was good.

My only experience with Veritas on 20th/Broadway was hearing Alan spout off about it every once in awhile when he was dropping names and bragging to others about how connected he was. He would always use that voice that spoke something like "You are a plebian and know nothing, I bet you've never even been to Veritas". Assuming everyone knew what that was, and I've seen firsthand a few people who didnt, but pretended they did. He didnt actually say those words... but I'm sure that's what people heard. I've also heard Tony Bourdain refer to it a few times on his shows or in his columns or whatever... so I guess they've been a pretty big deal.

Well, they are. Service and staff work like Jagr and Gomez (they dont necessarily need to see you over there wide open in the corner for the puck to end up on your stick for an easy tap into the net). Food was tremendous. Selma is going through a no-red-meat thing so the tasting menu was ruled out, but 3 courses (app/entree/desert) gave the good impression and we closed the place down without even being nudged once. I had grilled octopus (rockstar status) and the lamb main course. Selma did not. Fluke sashimi and something else.. I was busy.

I made numerous attempts to befriend Yoshi. I greased him appropriately when he brought our Cliff Lede "Poetry" and pulled the cork. I thanked him each time he topped off our glasses (even though the bottle was cold and needed a lot of air, so just when I'd get it to where I was enjoying it most.... I'd be smiling and thanking him anyway for the refill). After dinner Selma ran into some old friends at the bar (to include the sommelier for a new restaurant which was already on my list, so I'm psyched!).... she still had half a glass so I thought I'd ask Yoshi for a "taste" of something so I wouldnt be standing empty handed. He smiled and did that thing people do who realize they're being rude but think the smile is enough to make it ok. He might have been smiling because he knew I just spent $550 on dinner and was about to spend another $25 on a glass of something called "Cortina" that blew and did it's best to ruin my palate. To no avail. Dinner was too strong.... and everyone else in the restaurant too good at their profession to allow it. I suppose I shouldn't be too hard on him, he was very busy kissing the ass of some other sommelier from some other restaurant.