foie cake

You've been looking forward to this meal for some time.

You've chosen the restaurant because you heard that the food is playful.

You're here because you're hungry, but not just for food.

You order the tasting menu.

You don't read through the courses because you want to be surprised.

You're now three courses in.

You're know you're hooked because you can't stop smiling.

Course #4 arrives.

The server sets down a plate in front of you.

He tells you what it is then walks away.

You don't hear him because you're looking at your plate.

 

You see that that there's a tiny cake on your plate.

You glance at the table next to you to see if you've gotten their dessert.

They're eating fish.

You're confused.

Then you smell foie.

You pick up your knife and cut into it.

It cuts like a cake.

You pull out a wedge and inspect it.

It looks like a cake.

You take a bite.

It's not what you expected.

The left side of your brain runs for cover.

The right side comes out to play.

You expected it to be sweet.

It's not.

You taste tart cranberries, sweet shallots, dry wine.

You taste toasted brioche.

You taste foie.

You don't taste cake.

The left side of your brain whimpers.

The right side giggles.

Your mouth is making plans to come back next week.