beth and i were the first to arrive at 6pm. and when i say first to arrive, i mean for the entire restaurant. i guess reservations weren't warranted after all.
jessie ordered one of my second choices, which was the mediterranean plate. it also looked pretty yummy.
i ordered the fresh greens with a curry vinaigrette. it had local apples and a few other garnishes. the dressing was fabulous. sweet yet tangy. i was very satisfied. i second that - the dressing was fabulous.
the photo of beth's soup turned out really well. it even looks good to me, and i don't like beans that much. definitely not as much as beth.
i love beans, i could and often do eat them every day. this soup was exactly as good as you would expect. it was a white bean soup with basil.
finally, dessert, which in many ways, is the whole purpose of the meal for me. beth is somehow able to resist, but i never can. i was completely sold when our server mentioned the berry napoleon with lemon curd and basil and lemon sorbet.
looks and sounds fantastic, right? wrong. i was so disappointed. i'll start with the good aspects and move to the bad. the lemon curd was excellent, and the pastry flaky and enjoyable. the sorbet was interesting on its own. and there was pomegranate involved, which is fun and always evokes greek mythology for me. however, the overall execution, the harmony of the dish, was lacking. it was utter cacophony. there were too many competing flavors, too much tart and not a balance of sweet. i felt my mouth puckering. it was honestly almost unpleasant, overwhelming. but of course i ate it all anyway. i kept hoping i was just not getting the right combination in my mouth and eventually i would hit upon the bite that would allow me to see the genius of the dish. it never happened.
the spoonful of chocolate mousse i snagged from jessie was better, but still not great. very dark and rich.
overall, i thought nectar was extraordinary, ambrosial even, but next time i would skip dessert, which is really saying something for me.