Obviously, we’re all in atrocity overload but nevertheless, the above inaugural luncheon menu: Blech!
I mean everything sounds good until it doesn’t. I like chocolate, peanuts, crumble, more chocolate but the combinations here? Creme anglaise for chocolate soufflé, not cherry vanilla ice cream.
Christ, it’s like something Snoopy would serve if he was a coked-up hedge fund manager named Kev from The Wolf of Wall Street.
As we all know, he was greatly criticized (mostly by Lucy, but also Linus) for his Thanksgiving menu of toast, jellybeans, pretzel sticks and popcorn but that was — elegant, spare — in contrast to the above display of gastronomical gaudiness. Also he was sensitive to those with nut allergies unlike whoever thought up this horror show!