Crab and Shrimp Louie Salad -- The Rotunda at Neiman Marcus, San Francisco, CAThe Rotunda at Neiman Marcus
If there is one thing Vodka loves to hear in life, it is Ginger on the phone with a Best Thing I Ever Ate restaurant location, trying to discern whether or not they serve the dish we have been pre-ordained to eat.
Unfortunately for Ginger, all such calls to the Rotunda
at Neiman Marcus in San Francisco land her in, say, the Gucci dress
department, where they do not know, nor care, whether or not the "Crab
and Shrimp Louie Salad" is the same one Tyler Florence called the
"seafood cobb salad" on the HOLIDAY episode of the show. (PS Why is
Tyler not calling the dishes by the correct names? This is the second time this has happened with his dish choices. Do your
Therefore, when we wander into the Rotunda (after,
naturally, getting lost among the bevy of escalators that led us to the
place, none of which Vodka is capable of boarding gracefully), we are
fairly, but not 100%, certain that the correct dish will be on the menu.
And if it's not, well, it's past noon now, and we haven't had a whiskey-spiked coffee in over three hours, so it's time to start drinking again.
are led to our window seat overlooking Union Square and greeted by yet
another absurdly pleasant waitress (what flows through the water in
Northern California?! Gin?! This happiness is baffling).
particular member of the Neiman Marcus service staff is wearing peace
sign earrings and bright purple glasses, and if there was a person who
better epitomized our image of San Francisco for us, we'd have
difficulty finding her.
We each order a glass of white wine -- what we see as the
perfect compliment to our upcoming plate of seafood -- along with the
Louie salad and a bowl of lobster bisque (apparently, we came to San
Francisco to eat as many fish-based soups as possible).
As we wait, we
are handed two shot glasses of what tastes like delicious Campbell's
chicken broth (obviously it is something fancier than this, but "consomme" isn't really in our vocabularies).
all we can do not to change our lobster bisque order to a pot of this
stuff instead, but when popovers also appear on our bread plates, we are
Now, Tyler Florence is the one who initially turned us on
to BLT Steak's to-die-for popovers, so we are flummoxed as to why he
wouldn't mention this little accessory in his Best Thing I Ever Ate
spiel about the salad.
This popover is decidedly less pleasing than the
BLT Steak version (the sure sign of this fact? Vodka does not finish
it. Ginger, on the other hand, can't seem to find enough food to satisfy
the void left by three food-less hours). They come with a
sweet, fruity butter (which Vodka instantly
dismisses in the name of regular butter and a giant helping of salt).
Said butter is served ice cold, which is generally a no-no in our book,
but overall, we are merely impressed that we are being handed
free popovers in the first place.
|"Hello, Yes, Can You Please Read Me Your Entire Menu? Because Your Website Is Useless"|
|Get With the Program, Will You, Florence?|
|Thanks for the Window View So We Can Try to Get Our Bearings Back|
|Enough with the Scenery, Bring on the Wine|
|The God of Gin and Pleasantries|
|Neiman Marcus: Where the Upscale Hippies Come to Flock|
|Noon = Long Past Wine O'Clock|
|Quick, Ginger, Create a Diversion While I Stick This Cup in My Handbag|
|Popovers?! Did Someone Say POPOVERS?!|
|Priorities, Tyler. PRIORITIES|
|Vodka Is the Founder of We Hate Sweet Butter .Com|
|Ahh, There's the Stuff|
|And We're Sure Neiman Marcus Is Impressed on Our Ability to Create Crumbs|
|You Take a Bite, Then I'll Take a Bite, Then You Take a Bite, Then I'll Take a Bite|
|For the Record, We Did Not Spill the Soup. So That's Something|
|Of Note, She Took No Such Issue with the Creaminess of the Morning's Chowder, Presumably Because It Came with a Side of Whiskey|
|Veggies from a Giant's Garden|
|Oh Salad Dressing... Come Out, Come Out Wherever You Are....|
|Though We Might Be More Inclined to Do So If They Would Hand Over a Cauldron of that Campbell's Soup|