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We had the privilege of paying our second visit to Manresa last night. We had the even greater privilege of sharing that meal with two people who have very rapidly become some of our most favorite human beings in the universe. No small task considering our slightly misanthropic tendencies.

Manresa, in short, fucking rocks.

We were blown away on our first visit, but this second one took it to a whole new level.

A level on which, I might add, I strayed far, far, far outside my usual culinary boundaries. As did the others at our table. And I'm really, really glad I did.

I really hope at some point to post about this FIVE AND A HALF HOUR meal, but I know that writing it will take me at least as long as the meal itself. That said, this meal could not go with out *some* mention, hence I managed to drag my tired, bloated ass to the computer for today's post.

For now, I leave you with the knowledge that Manresa is as extraordinary as anyone has told you, David Kinch is not only a talented chef, but a charming man and the company couldn't be beat. Meals rarely get more perfect than that.

If you haven't yet eaten there, just go for Christ's sake. You won't regret it.

xoxo
Joy

"To eat is a necessity. To eat intelligently is an art."
--La Rochefoucauld