Another Monday night at Oz Kafe.
This time … think offal. Not awful. Offal. Delicious. Head to tail eating. Heart, brains, balls, scrapple … and some foie gras gelato. A million sighs of happiness.
Was it the quadruple bypass (an assortment of hearts)?
the salmon heart was so smooth, the lamb heart was ridiculously salty – the lemon & mint gremolata was bright and tangy, the beef and chicken hearts were perfect little pockets of flavour.
Or the swinging beef (those were really good balls)?
(this picture doesn’t do the dish justice) – confit & chicken fried balls, sliced and set on top of some snap peas, burnt honey and dijon red eye gravy … seriously insanely delicious.
Maybe it was the thinking cap (veal brains and scrambled eggs)?veal brains, goat milk scrambled eggs, sturgeon caviar, black summer truffle duxelles. The BEST scrambled eggs I’ve ever had. I could eat this every single day
Or perhaps it was the PB&J (a fois gras gelato ice cream sandwich)?
fois gras gelato, lavender teething biscuit, peanut butter scotch caramel, wild blueberry syrup. sigh.
Such a hard decision to make.
There was another course – the chien chaud – that one wasn’t my favourite … I think I found the pig scrapple to be a little to0 … thick. It stuck to the top of my mouth … and I’m also a big fan of my hot dog bun steamé rather than grilled … personal preference … not a deal breaker by any means :0)pig scrapple, corn relish, heirloom catsup, garlic scape kimchi, petite baquette
Don’t get me wrong … I ate the whole thing. Actually … I ate it all. Each plate was wiped clean … quite frankly I probably would have licked my PB&J plate if I hadn’t been in a public setting. For realz. It was ridiculously delicious.
The guys were kind enough to let me hang in the kitchen and take some pictures (thank you, thank you, thank you) … and with the exception of the swinging beef (aka – the balls) I was able to get some great shots.
Not only was the meal great – but I was surrounded by some great friends and foodies – Charlotte and Chloé (Whalesbone), Rachelle and Ryan (rachelle eats food & mr. rachelle eats food), and Marc and Lori (chef & owners of Town).
And I got to crack some pretty nutty jokes all night ;0) (and I promise they were better than that one!)