"This waiter came in, and we were served 10 courses, or something, of the most extraordinary food. It was like, ‘This course is comprised of April breeze on pond water,’ and ‘This next course will be summer night, half-moon, ocean water.’ And every single bite was exquisite. By the end, I was drunk on food. I was drunk on love. We were in love with the waiter. We were practically licking him. I was in love with the world because of food. I have never known anything like it in my life.”
Read more of our own New York State Poet laureate Marie Howe's restaurant review of The French Laundry in the
New York Times: http://dinersjournal.blogs.nytimes.com/2013/03/04/a-poet-at-the-french-laundry/?smid=tw-nytdining
Read more about Marie Howe here:
http://www.albany.edu/writers-inst/webpages4/archives/howe_marie12.html
