Excuse me, did someone massage this cow?

Clara was kind enough to invite me to join her table at Megu last Wednesday night. Megu is a trendy Asian place in Tribeca, with the requisite over-the-top design elements: a gigantic 600 lb. prayer bell which serves as the centerpiece of the main dining room, and the buddha ice sculpture (hand-carved daily) that sits beneath the bell.


Last week was Restaurant Week, a perfect time to sample high-end places at a bargain. The 3-course pre fixe menu was $35. I ordered kobe beef as my entree (normally this is $180). Anyway there were no complaints about anything from our table; I should take advantage of Restaurant Week more often.

Other recent good dining excursions:
- shrimp, cheese grits and fried green tomatoes at Clinton Street Baking Company last Tuesday with Charles and Howard
- tapas at Matador with Grace on Thursday
- brioche french toast with a side of live bossa nova at Dos Caminos on Park Avenue Sunday with Joseph

Food-related celebrity sighting:
Chick from Top Chef on the F train a couple of weeks ago, discussing wedding cakes with her girlfriends