You ever show up at someone's house for a meal - and then get completely blown away by the care and hard work that's been put in? Keitha - a friend of my friend Vanessa in Los Angeles, invited us over for lunch - and what a fantastic meal. Amazingly civilized and well put together table - delicous and stunningly prepared French food. Easy and funny conversation... it's good to be a Grown Up. 
Is there anything as lovely as the pfft-pfft-pfft sound of a truffle being shaved? The truffle shaver is an object of pure mechanical joy - designed for one thing only (fuck you multi-use kitchen tools!) - to shower food with blessed, grown up, unalloyed pleasure.
White truffles, raw egg yolk, creamy risotto vs. tournandos rossini with plethora of black truffles and foie. Ying and Yang. Ebony and Ivory. LA and New York. One heady, rich, yet delicately refined, the other forcefully and demandingly delicious.
