menopausebarbees
... the tales of two sisters

Dana lives in Seattle, and Tracie lives in Germany. We are businesswomen, writers and humorists. We write about life, dating, and today's modern women.

Taste Like Paradise

Some would say I’m cheap date. I’m not one that gets intoxicated on fine dining. My guy on the other hand is a foodie to the deepest degree. Give me ambiance and atmosphere and I don’t care if it’s a burger on the menu, I’m a happy girl!

But last night, I gave one up for the team, and secured a several month waitlist reservation to celebrate one of my favorite Capricorn’s birthday. I had of course heard the rave revues of the historic Herb Farm, but last night was my first excursion into this 9 course meal extravaganza with wine pairings to match each morsel.

The kitchen was well informed, I don’t do cheese, so they accommodated my palate with a terrine of winter squash, coated steelhead, brazed wagyu beef cheeks and other delights that I most likely will never indulge again.

I was beyond impressed by the staff, chefs, and wait team. As they were introduced, this culinary genious crew hailed from Harvard to the finest cooking schools.

It is said the eyes eat too. The ambiance could not have been more intimate and perfect.

But the message is what is paramount in my mind…
“What is paradise, but a garden, an orchard of trees and herbs, full of pleasure and nothing there but delights.”

Sometimes, we need to taste, feel and enjoy paradise