Candid Engineer and her commenters are telling funny food stories, so here’s mine:
One time I was eating dinner at Le Bec Fin in Philly, totally fucking obliterated (surprise, surprise!). The captain brings out my meat course and pours some morel sauce on it. As this is happening, chef George Perrier is standing on the circular stair up to the second floor with a huge-ass Napoleon sword and a bottle of champagne.
Just as he’s about to knock the top off, the smell of the morels hits me, and I involuntarily exclaim, “Yum! I fucking love morels!!!!”
The whole dining room turns to look at me, including Perrier, he smiles and then whacks the top of the bottle off with the sword and foam sprays and everyone claps. Afterwards he brings us a massive motherfucking bowl of morels in sauce and glasses of the champagne. That was fucking hilarious!!!! I was so hammered!!!