Lunchtime Poll: Fine Dining

Oh heavens, friends. I ate somewhere faaaaaaaaancy.

Last week, I won a complimentary seat at Herbfarm, one of the 50 best restaurants in the world. It has its own winery, it grows its own food, it has a renowned wine cellar. I have waited years to eat here, namely because it’s $250 a plate to do so.

I don’t know about you, but I don’t exactly keep $250 to throw down on a dinner.

What were you up to this weekend?

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Michelle Miller is a twenty-something blogger, cook, freelance writer and editor living in Seattle, Washington. She’s a feminist trying ever-so-hard to embrace her spaces, conventional or not. She looks forward to numerous bad hair days, burnt cremes, a soapbox or two, and maybe (just maybe) a yellow polka-dot bikini in the years ahead.

26 thoughts on “Lunchtime Poll: Fine Dining”

  1. I packed this weekend. I’m moving in under a week and a half, and I have to pack up all my stuff and all my boyfriend’s stuff. He is picking up his stuff this weekend. I basically turned my living room into a maze of boxes stacked on top of each other, and I can’t really walk through it. I just want all the boxes gone. I want all his stuff gone (he has a lot more than I do). I don’t want him gone, but I want all the boxes of his stuff gone so I can walk through there again. There’s just so much stuff. I just want to move already.

    1. This sounds like a great weekend, though. You were a BAMF and got your shit done. You let yourself relax and unwind with Gilmore Girls and the Wii.

      Sure, it may not be “Going out and partying until 2 AM,” but I’d take your weekend over partying ’til 2 AM, personally.

      Unless that means I’m old.

  2. left at the butt crack of dawn on Friday to fly to Portland, interviewed all day (kicked ass BTW) flew home that night, got home ~ midnight, tried to take the kiddo for a train ride the next morning only to find out that the event was cancelled, spent the rest of the day doing things that would make up for us not being able to take a train ride, went to bed late, got up at the butt crack of dawn on Sunday, drove 2hrs north to attend husband’s uncle’s funeral (greatest guy in the world, really tough funeral) then drove 2hrs home, got everyone to bed by 10:30, collapsed, woke up, went to work. blech.

    I really think I’m going to be offered that job – which makes working today really really really hard.

  3. I went to the woods to pick wild strawberries on Saturday. With Dad, who’s responsible for most of my foraging streak. (He’s mainly into mushrooms though, while I prefer berries.) It was beautiful, and as usual, I came away with a strange sense of accomplishment – as well as a copious amount of fabulous, fragrant strawberries, which I then proceeded to use for a basic sponge cake with whipped cream, which BF and I then stuffed ourselves with, arguably in celebration of Bastille Day.

    Sunday brought ridiculous downpours of rain, hence staying indoors, cleaning, cooking (stuffed bell peppers and another round of wild strawberry cake for dinner!) and reading A Dance With Dragons.

  4. That sounds like an absolutely incredible experience! The food must have been utterly insane!

    Instead of going out this weekend, my parents came from across the country and I made a full gourmet French meal! We had ratatouille, chicken in a white wine, egg and garlic sauce, stuffed tomatoes, and Clafoutis (which I think I am going to share the recipe with the Persephoneers) for dessert. All with some delicious wine.

  5. I went to my city’s art festival and bought myself a really pretty ear cuff and a cute sundress.

    And my weekly roll playing group is back to playing Warhammer 40,000: Dark Heresy, and I am pleased by that. My character for that game is a BAMF. The party is doing an undercover investigation and she is totally fish out of water on it, which is proving to be hilarious to play out.

    Also I cleaned my car. I had so many books in there. Like eight trips to take them all inside. But now it is empty, and vacuumed out, and shiny.

      1. We are all about character development in my group. (Dark Heresy is the one of the single character rpgs, not a miniatures game. Dark Heresy is for playing as agents of the Inquisition. There is also Rouge Trader, one for playing as Space Marines, and I think one for playing as Guardsmen now.) We didn’t even fight anything last session, we just rooted around for information. This mission is all about maintaining our cover and if anyone figures out we are with the Inquisition we are boned.

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