It's not a dance step. Or a kind of wool. It's a region in Northern Italy, and out of it came the deliciousness I had the good fortune to savor on Sunday night at Palate (palatefoodwine.com), one of my favorite restaurants in LA that is, tragically for me, located in Glendale (ie a 40 min drive if there's no traffic).
But before I tell you all about it I have to tell you the other tragedy: our camera. It was overtaken by a wave while traveling in a dinghy in the waters of Southern Brazil at the start of this fine new decade. I feel a sequel to Life of Pi.......It wasn't swept out to sea, but it did get drenched, and it refuses to take any more pictures, so for the moment I am left with my trusty iphone. And had I known how much I would dream of the morsels of Alta Langa I would have snapped them before consumption, but alas, my desire was too deep and the morsels too delicious. So what I will show you is the room at Palate from whence the morsels came.


That's right. Cheese. That's the inviting room where it's all kept at Palate. Tempting you to come back and try everything you haven't had yet while growing a steady list of favorites.
I had dinner at Palate on Sunday with my friends Robin and David who know a lot about cheese. I suggest getting some of these friends. We decided to have a "light" dinner since we were seeing a play after. So of course cheese was the natural choice. We had 5, and all were pretty fantastic. Palate, I love you. But it was the first one we tasted that I keep thinking about. The Tomma della Rocca. From my new favorite place on the planet: Alta Langa. It's a region of Italy making cheese in the French style; they are most famous for a cheese called La Tur which apparently many people know and love, and I am the dimwit that's never tried it. I know what I'm doing this weekend! The Tomma, like La Tur, is a blend of cow/goat/sheep milk. It's semi ripe, and described by Palate as having a fragile and delicate flavor. For me it was like stepping into silk pjs: they look light (as Robin said, like a piece of ricotta cheese) but turns out its warm, luxurious, and something you can sink into for quite a while. David described it as "fermented glory" and "mouthwateringly sour". YES to all of that.
We did sound like Paul Giamatti's character in Sideways as we pulled apart flavors and components; potentially we could have annoyed anyone who just wanted to dive in and eat; but playing the Name that Flavor game does make the morsel of choice last longer.
So go. Now. To Palate (and catch a show at A Noise Within while you're on the block) , or to your favorite cheese store (Beverly Hills Cheese Store is a good one for those of you in this city, Venissimo in Solana Beach and I think there's one in Long Beach is fab too). Maybe pick up a bottle of good Viognier (we had Le Bastide), and thank me later.
Buon viaggio a formaggio; Bon voyage a la fromage
You're so cute. I love trying the fun, fancy cheeses when at dinner parties, etc....it is my favorite! And that "warm, luxurious" description made me kinda hungry!! :)
ReplyDeleteI also enjoyed your last post so so much! SO proud of you for throwing that scale out. I've never been on the scale more than several times a YEAR...however i know how easily it can determine a mood when it really should NOT!!
You're gorgeous! Love you Mel!
I am loving your insights and perspective on life. And, I can now get a consistent dose of Melanie--how precious is that!
ReplyDeleteI agree with Jessica--yay for sublime cheese and boo to scales. Thanks so much for sharing!